<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062</id><updated>2011-11-28T09:15:23.907+08:00</updated><category term='One Side Many Tales'/><category term='Working'/><category term='Figures'/><category term='One Crap Many Thoughts'/><category term='Worthless Crap'/><category term='Emotions/Feelings'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Home'/><category term='Old Achieves from the past'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Announcement'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='School Life'/><category term='Msia Life'/><title type='text'>SΘAR's Other Side Other Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-2497976656669979807</id><published>2009-05-04T22:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:08:09.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>My Room</title><content type='html'>I just realized, i don't have my own room to cry in.&lt;br /&gt;I can only cry quietly in the toilet, with the light off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...i shouldn't have come home. I'm useless here, even my sister says that, i always knew that, but at least she finally spit those words loud and clear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i guess the least i can do is that next semester i should not come home that, often and that would save them lotsa problems bearing with the extra parasite sitting at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-2497976656669979807?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/2497976656669979807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=2497976656669979807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2497976656669979807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2497976656669979807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-room.html' title='My Room'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-4294195149096183989</id><published>2009-01-23T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:41:59.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>I'm back, i think</title><content type='html'>Had a sudden urge to come back here and visit this old blog of mine( maybe due to my friend DEDDY's urge.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a safe trip from UUM back here last night while having fun with Kuih See, she was pretty much very funny and entertaining, while kept me awake during the trip, well almost. Eventually i still succumbed to the impending sleepiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally back home to celebrate my week holiday in Chinese New Year. Feel weird, it is just me, my friends in UUM looked pretty much forward going like as they hype all day long, while my other non-uum friends...well...em...just see it as nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause we're stuck in the middle of the forest while the others just...well...still so close to the civilization and they can get everything they want or need. Probably fun, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow i felt that at least this time because of my University status as far from civilization, i finally MANAGED to feel all hype for this year CNY, after so many years of indifferent feeling towards it and maybe even some animosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i don't wanna give the impression i'm crapping and ranting too much.&lt;br /&gt;Might be back soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao&lt;br /&gt;FeiSOar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-4294195149096183989?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/4294195149096183989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=4294195149096183989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/4294195149096183989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/4294195149096183989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back-i-think.html' title='I&apos;m back, i think'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-2060369461920399624</id><published>2008-06-05T19:52:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:57:35.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Day 2 at Chiang Mai</title><content type='html'>Chiang Mai&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 23th May 2008&lt;br /&gt;Weather: Hot and SUNNY&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Feel slightly better than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfTwwd-JAI/AAAAAAAAAWc/GVIOh85lXLw/s1600-h/IMG_7516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208364328675058690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfTwwd-JAI/AAAAAAAAAWc/GVIOh85lXLw/s200/IMG_7516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfTxEwjMPI/AAAAAAAAAWk/zeagIu6r-Ks/s1600-h/IMG_7517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208364334121693426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfTxEwjMPI/AAAAAAAAAWk/zeagIu6r-Ks/s200/IMG_7517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfUQJZTadI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mb7GnBhQmfk/s1600-h/IMG_7518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208364867942312402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfUQJZTadI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mb7GnBhQmfk/s200/IMG_7518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfUQSI7QTI/AAAAAAAAAW0/7er_eQ0PFtc/s1600-h/IMG_7520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208364870289539378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfUQSI7QTI/AAAAAAAAAW0/7er_eQ0PFtc/s200/IMG_7520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfUQfslyUI/AAAAAAAAAW8/UZg8Z0iY3tU/s1600-h/IMG_7521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208364873928788290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfUQfslyUI/AAAAAAAAAW8/UZg8Z0iY3tU/s200/IMG_7521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfUQkHOofI/AAAAAAAAAXE/JaMRfyjuJC4/s1600-h/IMG_7522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208364875114258930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfUQkHOofI/AAAAAAAAAXE/JaMRfyjuJC4/s200/IMG_7522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfUQ8a1uNI/AAAAAAAAAXM/KhSmesB-B-U/s1600-h/IMG_7523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208364881638963410" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfXhajMjnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/S4JtgSXfpQA/s200/IMG_7528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfXhp0aFdI/AAAAAAAAAXs/4eN1-F0m40A/s1600-h/IMG_7529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208368467238589906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfXhp0aFdI/AAAAAAAAAXs/4eN1-F0m40A/s200/IMG_7529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfXhxzZ-BI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2Kwpr2dT1mQ/s1600-h/IMG_7530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208368469381871634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfXhxzZ-BI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2Kwpr2dT1mQ/s200/IMG_7530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfZeHl05cI/AAAAAAAAAX8/DNOrH4o4zaA/s1600-h/IMG_7531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208370605534275010" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfZexpI3DI/AAAAAAAAAYU/7QkmgRT-WDo/s200/IMG_7535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfZfdc3zbI/AAAAAAAAAYc/cS5VtxM_kXc/s1600-h/IMG_7536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208370628582165938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfZfdc3zbI/AAAAAAAAAYc/cS5VtxM_kXc/s200/IMG_7536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfaF3ml_VI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WI8vUuljfO8/s1600-h/IMG_7537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208371288437292370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfaF3ml_VI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WI8vUuljfO8/s200/IMG_7537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfaGN2LxJI/AAAAAAAAAYs/-z5ulAZLRaI/s1600-h/IMG_7539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208371294408262802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfaGN2LxJI/AAAAAAAAAYs/-z5ulAZLRaI/s200/IMG_7539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfaGfZPUhI/AAAAAAAAAY0/YuoKBxWaSCw/s1600-h/IMG_7540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208371299118699026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfaGfZPUhI/AAAAAAAAAY0/YuoKBxWaSCw/s200/IMG_7540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfaGWj4p4I/AAAAAAAAAY8/osz6OMM6RN4/s1600-h/IMG_7543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208371296747431810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfaGWj4p4I/AAAAAAAAAY8/osz6OMM6RN4/s200/IMG_7543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfaGgr28JI/AAAAAAAAAZE/hyHk_ZqR4m0/s1600-h/IMG_7544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208371299465228434" style="FLOAT: left; 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Their clothes here though are not branded but heck they are real cheap and there are some quality to it. After this the elderly ones decided that it's time to go back to hotel to have some rest since afternoon's weather BURNs!&lt;br /&gt;But luckily somewhere at 1pm it rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT 3p.m. we went down and outta the hotel to had some afternoon walk browsing the area around. I saw many stall were prepared to be set for the famous Night Bazaar.&lt;br /&gt;You can up there in the photos, can you believe it? It's only 3 in our Msia time and they　are already setting them up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around the place and most shops inside the plazas nearby are closed too.&lt;br /&gt;And then that grandma I mentioned earlier spot something. A place to take some beautiful photograph with her wearing some Thai traditional clothes....which 5 photos of these included a cd full of your photos only cost baht 500! (appro.RM50)&lt;br /&gt;They help you makeup , do your hairdo and provide clothes for you to chose! Can you believe it?!&lt;br /&gt;In msia, you can't possibly find these kinda of service below RM100!!!&lt;br /&gt;SO yeah in the end the7 of us spend almost 1 hour sitting in their air cond shop watching them to prepare her. and the Elderly husband ask me to take some photos as to show the process and the 'before after' as memory for the grandma since this means pretty much to her(her great grandma was a Thai princess who married to a Spanish guy and settled at Penang, that's what she claimed.)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we once again returned to the hotel as the photographers told her that she can come to claimed her photos at somewhere 8p.m. night.&lt;br /&gt;Not on the spot huh? I guess they don't have such high tech equipment to ready on the spot and they need to some Photoshop on the photos...heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5pm, we went out to do some cheap tradisional yet professional Thai massage!&lt;br /&gt;Me and both of my sis went to do an hour whole body massage. It was rather soothing!!&lt;br /&gt;Hah. then we finally started our way to the Night Bazaar which was a block away.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I forgot to take some photos... oh well...maybe because it's specially set up for foreign tourist they price here are quite Unreasonable for some though they are almost the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;SO we didn't do much of actually shopping only window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later then we went to the hawkers open air plaza to do our dinner. Most of us chose something that looks decent rather than dare to chose weird stuff that we never see or eat before.hah.&lt;br /&gt;In some of the stall I saw something pretty weird...they put several stick s with some black sticky fluids on them and place around their raw food.&lt;br /&gt;If you inspect closely you will able to see insects esp. Flies got stuck with sticky fluids, I watched at the flies struggled, but soon they seemed to had give up since there wasn’t any progress at all.&lt;br /&gt;I did take a picture this though.&lt;br /&gt;Walked further in we saw a corridor filled with artists, they are all busy sitting down drawing in their won respective stalls, of course with some reference in their hand...which reminds me of copying people art rather than creating their own...oh well, and amongst the stall and pictures something capture me.&lt;br /&gt;A lady in nude yet, I think the artist put 2 flower to cover her nipples.. which I think was kind of out of place! Again I did take some photos. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking around, we decided that we should returned to out hotel to rest again.&lt;br /&gt;And there I take my MOST FAVE and refreshing hot bath! I spent almost an hour and 1/2 in the bath room, by the time I walked out of the bathroom everyone was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did take some nice Night View photos from the windows.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...Nitez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too shabby eh?&lt;br /&gt;at least I think I did make some initiative in this post to wrote less crap...well that's what I think....&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...anyway....see ya'guy around...bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored...and waiting for THEM to arrive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;飞Soar&lt;br /&gt;6/06/2008…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-2060369461920399624?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/2060369461920399624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=2060369461920399624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2060369461920399624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2060369461920399624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-2-at-chiang-mai.html' title='Day 2 at Chiang Mai'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEfTwwd-JAI/AAAAAAAAAWc/GVIOh85lXLw/s72-c/IMG_7516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-155618553848587825</id><published>2008-06-03T17:58:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T19:03:16.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Chiang Mai Holiday day 1</title><content type='html'>Here's goes my day summary in Chiang Mai....&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty long...i know.... ZzZ...i used whole day to write and upload the phots....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;Chiang Mai&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 22th May 2008&lt;br /&gt;Weather: I don’t know since I woke up pretty early before sun does, but I think it’s sunny.&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Not too excited since I don’t think Thailand is a great place for techno otaku geeks like me but definitely not in depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Below are dozens of pic i took randomly...enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUYQdEmqyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/S3llDBcJwyw/s1600-h/IMG_7379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207595215084759842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUYQdEmqyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/S3llDBcJwyw/s200/IMG_7379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUYQh1kcVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/__D25kA_VSk/s1600-h/IMG_7381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207595216363876690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUYQh1kcVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/__D25kA_VSk/s200/IMG_7381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUYQyy6qXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/FKr9Tg3OBCE/s1600-h/IMG_7385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207595220916152690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUYQyy6qXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/FKr9Tg3OBCE/s200/IMG_7385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUYRP15UsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jFqyDNuR4ZU/s1600-h/IMG_7386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207595228713276098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUYRP15UsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jFqyDNuR4ZU/s200/IMG_7386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUYRYqZjUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/GmwGRDP0wuI/s1600-h/IMG_7389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207595231080975682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUYRYqZjUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/GmwGRDP0wuI/s200/IMG_7389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUZheUzM5I/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLCs7WbdIow/s1600-h/IMG_7392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207596606990529426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUZheUzM5I/AAAAAAAAAOk/vLCs7WbdIow/s200/IMG_7392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUZhp6UUJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/w3ByHNgLUjQ/s1600-h/IMG_7393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207596610100678802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUZhp6UUJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/w3ByHNgLUjQ/s200/IMG_7393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUZh69hcvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/U-1wCyCY-GY/s1600-h/IMG_7396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207596614677525234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUZh69hcvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/U-1wCyCY-GY/s200/IMG_7396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUZiLOIWtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/X43Smi7sPLs/s1600-h/IMG_7399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207596619042151122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUZiLOIWtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/X43Smi7sPLs/s200/IMG_7399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUZiYtbydI/AAAAAAAAAPE/V21OtoLOT3M/s1600-h/IMG_7401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207596622663109074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUZiYtbydI/AAAAAAAAAPE/V21OtoLOT3M/s200/IMG_7401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUbiZ1_pMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/h1VyqpNIFRA/s1600-h/IMG_7402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207598821990704322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUbiZ1_pMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/h1VyqpNIFRA/s200/IMG_7402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUbiysO2oI/AAAAAAAAAPU/hXhFYP34S94/s1600-h/IMG_7404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207598828660644482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUbiysO2oI/AAAAAAAAAPU/hXhFYP34S94/s200/IMG_7404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUbjOiH3zI/AAAAAAAAAPc/jIjQoKc0mQ0/s1600-h/IMG_7405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207598836134436658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUbjOiH3zI/AAAAAAAAAPc/jIjQoKc0mQ0/s200/IMG_7405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUbjudbj7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/ImVfzYpEujY/s1600-h/IMG_7406.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUbj-z5ZUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ySW3MXIUG8w/s1600-h/IMG_7409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207598849093887298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUbj-z5ZUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ySW3MXIUG8w/s200/IMG_7409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUcN3_oYJI/AAAAAAAAAP0/T9So7huHpSY/s1600-h/IMG_7410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207599568818561170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUcN3_oYJI/AAAAAAAAAP0/T9So7huHpSY/s200/IMG_7410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUcOHYuo6I/AAAAAAAAAP8/iFTk0dViQBU/s1600-h/IMG_7413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207599572950360994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUcOHYuo6I/AAAAAAAAAP8/iFTk0dViQBU/s200/IMG_7413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUcOGJUADI/AAAAAAAAAQE/BvQovj7xc6c/s1600-h/IMG_7415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207599572617265202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUcOGJUADI/AAAAAAAAAQE/BvQovj7xc6c/s200/IMG_7415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUcOQAuvTI/AAAAAAAAAQM/a2xCfWp8AIY/s1600-h/IMG_7415.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUcOijuG-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/7LNT-DVC2Eg/s1600-h/IMG_7416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207599580244220898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUcOijuG-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/7LNT-DVC2Eg/s200/IMG_7416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUcs8Mls2I/AAAAAAAAAQc/H7uev-OtgZg/s1600-h/IMG_7417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207600102522598242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUcs8Mls2I/AAAAAAAAAQc/H7uev-OtgZg/s200/IMG_7417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUctVE6PFI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ycNDkHgnKc8/s1600-h/IMG_7425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207600109201275986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUctVE6PFI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ycNDkHgnKc8/s200/IMG_7425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUcthKJrjI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/O83fwCGyfKI/s1600-h/IMG_7426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207600112444485170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUcthKJrjI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/O83fwCGyfKI/s200/IMG_7426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUctv9-0JI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DHNHEBn2WOk/s1600-h/IMG_7427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207600116419973266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUctv9-0JI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DHNHEBn2WOk/s200/IMG_7427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUdea8hTXI/AAAAAAAAARE/8SWbl5_YRL8/s1600-h/IMG_7429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207600952590290290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUdea8hTXI/AAAAAAAAARE/8SWbl5_YRL8/s200/IMG_7429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUdeUKMaOI/AAAAAAAAARM/5StcH3pKTWM/s1600-h/IMG_7433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207600950768593122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUdeUKMaOI/AAAAAAAAARM/5StcH3pKTWM/s200/IMG_7433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUdet1k0_I/AAAAAAAAARU/J5GnVNxwz0Y/s1600-h/IMG_7434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207600957661434866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUdet1k0_I/AAAAAAAAARU/J5GnVNxwz0Y/s200/IMG_7434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUdexP14VI/AAAAAAAAARc/74AK3iqzkN4/s1600-h/IMG_7435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207600958576910674" style="FLOAT: left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUidrMOKrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ge5K2VcUeDE/s200/IMG_7495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207606437329382066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUieNu29gI/AAAAAAAAAVU/lX0NC5y6BAE/s1600-h/IMG_7511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUieNu29gI/AAAAAAAAAVU/lX0NC5y6BAE/s200/IMG_7511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207606446601467394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so today I wake up at 5.00 a.m. There’s nothing much so say. It’s was kinda odd though, I did not have those excited feeling knowing that I finally could go for a trip OUT of Malaysia after 1 year of hibernation. Maybe because I just resigned on 20th May, which in turn did not gave me enough time to gather the enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual we had our almost 1 hour trip to the LCCT(Low Cost Carrier Terminal). Yeap, we were AirASia’s fans.&lt;br /&gt;On the way, we been wondering why does convention road to KLIA does not expand to LCCT which is only located just behind of KLIA.&lt;br /&gt;We need to look out for CARGO sign along the road rather than LCCT.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the government does encourage its citizen to use LCCT; they want us to support MAS.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is kinda low IQ trick to discourage us, not to mention stupid too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the LCCT at appro. 7a.m. And then we had to wait for my aunt’s gang in church who will be going with us, maybe because that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride wasn’t that bumpy、 which was good.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing seemed to be not so prefect was the rude stewardess, it seemed to me she was in some sort of bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;When she spoke, she said, ‘Don’t do this!’ without the suffix ‘PLAESE’, which eroded some of my enthusiasm and happy mood. Though she’s pretty, I think she needs to be RE-EDUCATED.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, what can I for ask more, we ARE in a LOW COST plane, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched as our plane slowly ascends higher into the refreshing sky which the sun had just raised. The land below it slowly became smaller and smaller and blur.&lt;br /&gt;There was one thing that was bothering me as I looked down. There was some sort of haze/mist. But I would assume it to be HAZE, maybe because the Haze was coming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we are above the clouds; the sky was amazingly blue and beautiful. And I think I even saw the space outside of earth. Heh, you can see the dark blue part of the photo, below those tiny baby clouds was like little islands scattering around the vast blue sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived there appro. 12a.m. after adjusted into local time it’s just 11a.m.&lt;br /&gt;The Chiang Mai airport looked much CLASSIER than LCCT. It was rather long. And from the looks of the weather was surprisingly hot, it was as though summer’s time!&lt;br /&gt;After some long usual procedure like passing the Customs, collecting our bags we finally OUT of the airport and FEEL the 1st HOT of Chiang Mai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from the agency came to fetch us, along the way the lady gave some simple induction about Chiang Mai; it was indeed summer’s time. Hmm… No wonder there wasn’t much of Tourist compare to the last time my family came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the Mae Ping Hotel is the hotel which Deng Li Jun died...that what the lady told me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally reach the 4-star hotel Centara DuangTawan. They even prepare some orange juice for our arrival, which was TOO SWEET, many from out tour requested to add more NAM(meaning water in Thai). Haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the lady left us for our free and easy time to get used with the new environment (as TOURIST/GUEST). Now I really feel that I’m all high and mighty!&lt;br /&gt;After spending some time hustling around with the rooms, who‘s room beside whose and blah blah… I get to see my room which I’m to share with my aunt. Hmm…not bad… so-so…but the part that I’m very happy is the spacious bathroom which was almost the same size as the sleeping area…. LOL…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly searching for the remote and started clicking I, hoping to see some familiar languages while browsing the channels…Thank God there’s a few channel that is entirely in ENG. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, my aunt brought us out to the place where Night Bazaar will be held every night to eat some lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God…&lt;br /&gt;The sun was like….scorching HOT. I barely opened my eyes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there I saw, many of these hawkers had already started to drag the movable stall to their respective place… …in quite a shocking and dangerous way.&lt;br /&gt;The food at that particular restaurant was so-so. Nothing much to comment except that the food price was quite EXPENSIVE. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to the hotel to plan our next activity. I chose to stay back in my room no. 1422 and sleep whole day long till night while the rest went out to explore the hotel facilities like saunas, swimming pool, gym etc. some even went out of hotel to do their early (maybe 1st time) Shopping in Chiang Mai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep… sleep… sleep....Heh. &lt;br /&gt;That’s my style, the Sleeping Beauty who needs her perpetual slumber. &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. &lt;br /&gt;SO yeah, i know it's pretty long but you guys can just actually look at the photos.&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time uploading these photo...there are TOO many of them...i' was like...everywhere i go i will just a couple of random photos...oh well... hope ya'guys enjoy my post(?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored to Death while waiting excitedly for the 3 of my figures to Arrive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FeiSoar&lt;br /&gt;3/06/2008…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-155618553848587825?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/155618553848587825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=155618553848587825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/155618553848587825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/155618553848587825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/06/chiang-mai-holiday-day-1.html' title='Chiang Mai Holiday day 1'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEUYQdEmqyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/S3llDBcJwyw/s72-c/IMG_7379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-5052977557690347788</id><published>2008-06-02T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T19:49:25.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>Recap from My Holiday</title><content type='html'>Posted on 2/6/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, been wondering where I went?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you noticed my msn nick then you’ll know, ‘away for 6 days’ to Chiang Mai, I know it’s like been forever that nick’s up there and I actually was back in Malaysia on 27th of May, but well, I prefer to abuse my absence for awhile longer.&lt;br /&gt;Since 1stly when I’m back at Malaysia, I feel that I HAVE the obligation to update my blog and tell my trip at Chiang Mai, and secondly, I don’t feel so connect with Malaysia…I needed the time to get re-adjusted with this country again since I’m so in love with Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah I been chasing a TVB drame Catch me Now( 原來愛上賊)and and old US drama named Joan of Arcadia which also contributed the reason why I’m so lazy to update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEPdoe0OoyI/AAAAAAAAAMc/w17NJmMYz44/s1600-h/Catch_Me_Now.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207249281707057954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEPdoe0OoyI/AAAAAAAAAMc/w17NJmMYz44/s200/Catch_Me_Now.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEPdToWaUII/AAAAAAAAAMU/iAfmBe2TV2o/s1600-h/Joa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207248923489095810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEPdToWaUII/AAAAAAAAAMU/iAfmBe2TV2o/s200/Joa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha… …can’t blame me yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Thailand is a country or rather Chiang Mai for poor tourist who wants cheap yet authentic hand made things, like me. Everything there is like…OMG so bloody cheap whereas when you’re back here you gotta purchase it double of the price, excluding fast food there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I gonna separate my tale into several part according to day 1 day 2 etc, so that you guys wont be bored and get sleepy but my trademark bloody hell long post. And of course I’ll include some photos some where less than 1 GB… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yawn... maybe tomorrow....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-5052977557690347788?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/5052977557690347788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=5052977557690347788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/5052977557690347788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/5052977557690347788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/06/recap-from-my-holiday.html' title='Recap from My Holiday'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/SEPdoe0OoyI/AAAAAAAAAMc/w17NJmMYz44/s72-c/Catch_Me_Now.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-2486321057962540252</id><published>2008-05-21T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T15:40:30.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working'/><title type='text'>My Thoughts on These few months in Work</title><content type='html'>Weather &lt;br /&gt;cloudy yet HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOOD &lt;br /&gt;moody and depressed and bored to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally stopped work from that place and that company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird though… I wasn’t as sad as I expected, just some regrets about not being to say good bye to each and every one of them that had been with me in my path of learning the World. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I’m kinda fed up with my new colleague who just came in here to work since April. &lt;br /&gt;Yep I dislike her or rather RESENT.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;She’s the girl friend to my senior (who’s kinda OVERLY protective of her girlfriend, he’s a good guy and when you in trouble you called him he would definitely answer your distress help).She’s very missy and fragile, never stop complaining about how good her previous job with Berjaya is and the most disgusted part is that she thought that I’m very close with her… and had the tendency to like stick to me, like naturally leaned on my shoulder and comes very close to me when curios of what game I was playing with my mobile. Maybe because I’m her only colleague there.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I severely feel disgusted. Mainly because I don’t feel close to her, not at all… and I don’t really enjoy talking to her… …oh how I missed my ex-colleague who had left the company to pursue her studies at Masterskill…sigh… …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, even though she’s 1 year older than me…&lt;br /&gt;She and ‘hubby’ always reach late, leave early when she was new to the company. And that kinda pissed me off. I felt it’s not fair that you can do that! But still I kept quiet; I don’t want to be the one who sprung any more politics amongst the company. &lt;br /&gt;Eventually I get over with it, when they come and left together I rather not look at them only when they truly leave I waved my hands and bid good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I left her forever. &lt;br /&gt;… …&lt;br /&gt;… …&lt;br /&gt;… …&lt;br /&gt;… …&lt;br /&gt;Still, she’s in my friend list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that….&lt;br /&gt;I learned many things especially about human nature when it comes down to their own benefits. I saw many faces of people especially the customer though they come and go some leaving a deep impression while others left without trace in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;I met more pathetic and disgusted humans (Customers and Company Admins alike) than those who are nice at least at initial contact (Co-workers, other company promoters and maybe some customers).&lt;br /&gt;I feel kind of disappointed with human nature that I seen in this part of the society.&lt;br /&gt;It feels as though I had to be a part of them to survive in this overly sophisticated society maybe because of that I become more materialistic and realistic, those who I deemed potential-less I would not go even to serve that person and waste me time. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I now understand why some promoters acted so un-caring when some people ask them stuffs… because they know that the possibilities of these people buying their stuff is close to zero, some might say you should try after all like you said it’s not zero.&lt;br /&gt;DUDE!&lt;br /&gt;You think we have THAT much energy to serve each and every nothing-to-do-ask-for-fun-while-waiting-for-wife/husband-in-the-toilet (or knowledge)?&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I see was that the politics or inner struggle would rise no matter what company you’re in even if it’s like my tiny ex-company.&lt;br /&gt;I guess as long there are more than 1 person conflict would definitely rise.&lt;br /&gt;To me, my manager, seniors and the customer support person in charge they all gave me the fox wearing multiple masks. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;With each and everyone you interact you has to be very careful as not to leaked one’s side information to the other side and then to be deemed TRAITOR, but come to think of it, this scenario also occur in my school life… …even now amongst my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. &lt;br /&gt;Pathetic isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now…I wonder… … with my 5 nearly-month employment at this place, did I leave a deep impression to those who were surrounding my place, or just another nobody came like a gentle wind and goes without any trace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I truly want to compare with my other ex-school-mates, it seemed what I done was nothing comparing to theirs. They seemed to find their JOY every moment they have with those youngsters. They are well appreciated. Hah. &lt;br /&gt;Good for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing is I did learn some society ‘manners’ basics. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;How to promote one’s product, and kinda manipulate their weakness to greed to archive the goal. Hopefully my skill won’t deteriorate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey, look on the good side, I gotta go to shopping mall everyday and pick up some free stuffs(like estee lauder and DKNY samples) along the way. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;There’s one more thing that pisses me off badly is those who promised to visit me at my working place, NEVER come. Eventhough only few of them did not come, but…… YOU GUYS SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I’m in a not-so-good mood as I write this crappy piece of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;I’m will be at Chiang Mai for the next 6 days.&lt;br /&gt;SO don’t bother sms me or expect me to reply you on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger + Depression + Bored&lt;br /&gt;HanFei&lt;br /&gt;13:35&lt;br /&gt;21/05/2008…&lt;br /&gt;1st day of being unemployed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-2486321057962540252?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/2486321057962540252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=2486321057962540252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2486321057962540252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2486321057962540252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-thoughts-on-these-few-months-in-work.html' title='My Thoughts on These few months in Work'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-2889206345044329463</id><published>2008-04-19T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:26:54.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Life'/><title type='text'>Left Behind</title><content type='html'>Posted on 19/4/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO many things had happened in the past 4 months, yet I was no longer involved with those events anymore, no, not with them anyway. It was as though I’m getting further and further away from all these related occasions.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because we’re no longer striving for the same goal, we had REALLY parted ways since then. Those things that we once shared in common were nothing but memories etched quietly in our mind slowly yet surely sinking into our subconscious mind.&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I felt so far away even when I’m just beside them. Maybe I’m the only one that is unconsciously secluding myself from them, after all there’s so much to talk and yet, we don’t talk much when we really and finally have the chance to speak face to face. Just like today, all them see was my darkened expression and bad attitude, or even a shift in personality. &lt;br /&gt;They may felt that I had changed. Maybe I am. &lt;br /&gt;Or maybe they don’t even sense a change.&lt;br /&gt;… …&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’m not.&lt;br /&gt;Hmph. It doesn’t matter.&lt;br /&gt;The time with you all is now but a part of my Time Chronicles. &lt;br /&gt;That’s Time had passed and That Time’s Chronicle is drawing to an end. In turn a New Time is slowly replacing That Time along with the feelings that I once had when I’m drawn in with That Time’s relationship and interactions. Now when I’m back at those relationships and interactions, I felt something was amiss.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting them all again indeed stirring up those emotions and feeling, but this alone was not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To them maybe I had indeed matured in a way and become darker in both personality and thinking. To be honest the only thing I can feel when I’m with them IS left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you read you might find this rather depressing and bizarre, but this is the only way I can express thru words here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things changed, nothing is forever. I guess that was a part of growing up. An unavoidable plan design by Father Time to all living beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration to write this depressing post&lt;br /&gt;My ex-form 6 classmates were having a gathering/birthday celebration for one of them. I ditched my job and went out to meet with them during my break time.&lt;br /&gt;The time with them was brief, and yet that feeling was strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-2889206345044329463?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/2889206345044329463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=2889206345044329463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2889206345044329463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2889206345044329463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/04/left-behind.html' title='Left Behind'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-5186983621375550287</id><published>2008-03-11T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T18:35:09.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Life'/><title type='text'>STPM</title><content type='html'>Posted on 11/3/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel ... that The path to Scholarship… … is getting further and further away from my grasp. Yes, it's really no longer in my sight.&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;STPM result out today.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ask me anything about it. &lt;br /&gt;It isn’t too bad. But still, I think I screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;To other it’s just nice. But to me… …it wasn’t enough.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I did not work hard enough and yet expected to get a not-bad result.&lt;br /&gt;I’m too proud of myself, I felt pathetic and, disgusted with my over rated confidence.&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna request re-examine with my results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, even if I get the results re-examined, what should I do after this?&lt;br /&gt;Where my path lies?&lt;br /&gt;What my dreams are?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know. Maybe my so-called dream wasn’t a dream at all, just fantasies. &lt;br /&gt;That’s why I chose to study form 6. I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;How happy are those who know their dreams and pursue it restlessly with such determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh… …&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know. There are too many things that I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;I think I better go back and drown myself in the pool of disappointment, before I think too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-5186983621375550287?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/5186983621375550287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=5186983621375550287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/5186983621375550287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/5186983621375550287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/03/stpm.html' title='STPM'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-849563870457266878</id><published>2008-03-09T09:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T09:55:23.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE OPPOSITION WON!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i was supposed to work till 10 but, due the excuses that most promoters gave themselves to Curi tulang(eg. What if riots happen? Just like Mei 13? i don't want die just like that, and if the company wanna fire me fire la, it's not like the salary is worth dying for.) i was strongly influenced by them, plus i wanna go home early to see how is the election is going on, so i went home at 8. Hope fully that no one from my company visited my at that time. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, whatever, i just want to go home and know how will the election turn out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following are some news i manage to grab from Sin Chew Jit Poh, Man the loading is damn slow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;國陣失檳雪霹吉政權‧國會三分二優勢不保&lt;br /&gt;全國大選 執政黨 檳城 玻吉 西馬 雪隆布城 霹靂  2008-03-09 04:16 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;多名部長落馬，阿都拉對此成績感到愕然。&lt;br /&gt;（吉隆坡）國陣在本屆大選蒙受重挫，除了再痛失4個州政權，即檳城、雪蘭莪、霹靂和吉打外，也無法從回教黨手中奪回吉蘭丹州政權；而在吉隆坡聯邦直轄區則幾乎全面淪陷，只保住一個國會議席。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;截至凌晨2時，國陣已贏得125個國席，再度執政；而反對黨總共贏得了78席，否決了國陣的三分之二多數議席；還有19個國席的成績尚未公佈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另一方面，霹靂州政權在凌晨2時左右落入反對黨手裡。反對黨奪得30席，國陣只保住29席。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;反對黨在檳州40個州議席中拿下25席，其中行動黨競選19個州議席全勝，預料行動黨秘書長林冠英將出任檳州首席部長，一圓該黨多年來執政檳州之夢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吉打州已由獲得最多議席的回教黨執政，而雪州政權則在午夜12時宣告易手，預料將由公正黨代表出任大臣。公正黨顧問拿督斯里安華於午夜在其住家召開緊急新聞發布會，而反對黨支持者也在午夜時分圍繞在雪州政府大廈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;馬華民政重創&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;馬華和民政黨遭到前所未有的重創，在檳州角逐的國州議席全部敗北，公正黨主席旺阿茲莎在峇東埔國會選區告捷。馬華在全國所競選的40個國席和90個州席中，除了在檳州全軍覆沒之外，在其他州也蒙受慘敗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;值得一提的是，反風在城市選區狂吹，作為一國之都的吉隆坡聯邦直轄區里的11個國會議席，10席落入反對黨手裡，唯一倖存的是在斯迪亞旺沙區尋求蟬聯的聯邦直轄區部長拿督朱哈斯南。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;城市馬來票大量流失&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這顯示，國陣在多個城市地區大量流失華、巫、印裔選票。城市馬來票大量流向公正黨和回教黨，使巫統遭受重挫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;國陣在多個城市地區的國州選區淪陷，令人震驚的是，盤據檳州多年的民政黨重量級領袖紛紛落敗，包括原本準備移師中央出任部長的民政黨代主席丹斯里許子根、民政黨總秘書拿督斯里謝寬泰、民政黨三名檳州內定首長人選丁福南、拿督李家全和鄧章耀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三美兵敗和豐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在和豐老樹盤根的和豐之獅拿督斯里三美威魯，儘管領導印度國大黨數十年，在反風狂吹之下也敗下陣來，栽在人民公正黨候選人再也古瑪手上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人民進步黨主席拿督卡維斯在太平國席守土失敗，不敵行動黨的倪可敏，使國陣再失一席。卡維斯也是首相署副部長。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正副部長方面，至少有4名部長，5名副部長和4名政務次長落馬。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吉隆坡聯邦直轄區班底谷上陣的婦女、家庭和社會發展部長拿督斯里莎麗扎，敗給前副首相拿督斯里安華的女兒努魯依莎。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;鄉村及區域發展部長拿督阿都阿茲也在沙亞南落敗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其他落敗的部長、副部長和政務次長有新聞部長拿督斯里再努丁、國內事務部副部長拿督陳財和、國安部副部長拿督胡亞橋、旅遊部副部長拿督林祥才、農業及農基工業部副部長拿督馬袖強、婦女、家庭及社會發展部長拿汀巴杜卡周美芬、聯邦直轄區部政務次長拿督姚長祿、教育部政務次長柯瑪拉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這表示，馬華有3名副部長和2名政務次長落敗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;家定家泉詩傑過關&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;馬華過關領袖包括房屋及地方政府部長兼馬華總會長拿督斯里黃家定、馬華總秘書拿督黃家泉、高教部副部長兼馬華副總會長拿督翁詩傑、財政部副部長兼馬華婦女主席拿督黃燕燕、青年體育部副部長兼馬青總團長拿督廖中萊和馬青總秘書魏家祥等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;截稿時，馬華已輸掉18個國和24個州議席。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而民政黨在中央有擔任官職者，全軍覆沒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在反對黨方面，保守估計，行動黨已贏得28個國席和50個州席，回教黨贏得25個國席和10個州席，公正黨則已贏得25個州席和8個州席。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星洲日報‧2008.03.09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps, i haven finish the post but gtg now, will late update this again, for the meantime just read the article i copy from the site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-849563870457266878?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/849563870457266878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=849563870457266878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/849563870457266878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/849563870457266878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/03/opposition-won.html' title='THE OPPOSITION WON!'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-9209640272054387839</id><published>2008-02-03T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T11:29:39.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working'/><title type='text'>Report for February 2</title><content type='html'>Posted on 2 Feb 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEbuary 2 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHift time&lt;br /&gt;2p.m. - 10p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budget spent&lt;br /&gt;RM5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met:&lt;br /&gt;1. Wee Yew who came to visit me during dinner break.&lt;br /&gt;2. An 'old' neighbour from my childhood who happens to work at OSIM which located jsut beside my counter.&lt;br /&gt;3. Mary, a part time panasonic promoter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... ...Suck.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a whole week since i did any sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dead right now.&lt;br /&gt;My colleague have at least did 5 sales for that long whole week, while i... ... oh man, i can't bear to think what will happen to me if i don't have any sales, by this busy and crowded weekend. &lt;br /&gt;SO far life's quite entertaining here at Mid Valley. THere too much things to observe and yet so little sales to do. You could say i spent most of my working time crapping rubbish with the promoters there,while helping my bored to dead self out at the OSIM counter by tampering with tehir products like uPAPA, uROBIC, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-9209640272054387839?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/9209640272054387839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=9209640272054387839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/9209640272054387839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/9209640272054387839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/02/report-for-february-2.html' title='Report for February 2'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-654832592099294806</id><published>2008-01-31T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T11:40:58.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Figures'/><title type='text'>My Day Off Reviews</title><content type='html'>Posted on 31 January 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Yes! YES!&lt;br /&gt;I finally get my hands of the 4 figures that I been ordering!&lt;br /&gt;A Parcel of 3 arrived today morning at 10.30 a.m.while the last and most important figure was collected using the traditional Cash on Delivery method at Taman Jaya today at 12.30 p.m.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PY93IsMVI/AAAAAAAAAIE/UsawzjZAMdY/s1600-h/IMG_5874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162208155180740946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PY93IsMVI/AAAAAAAAAIE/UsawzjZAMdY/s200/IMG_5874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to introduce my Babies…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st off is the 3 Figures in the Parcel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tifa and Aerith&lt;br /&gt;Origin: Final Fantasy 7 the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, the game, and not the Movie or sequels, the original design from 1997.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was out last month, and supposedly I receive her last month. But, due to the fact that I ordered them along with Zero/Saber which was predicted to be released in December was delayed to this month. So my shipment was delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought these 2 because I never actually own a final fantasy vii game character, other than Advent Pieces Limited which I had to been to a lot of trouble just to get it.&lt;br /&gt;Damn those customs! I was so tempted to get Cloud too, heck, I already had Advent Children Cloud, what the heck I get so much of Clouds for, I better save my money collecting other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tifa, her arms looks kinda out place, with those joints looking too obvious.&lt;br /&gt;Aerith, I don’t really like her head…like kinda square-ish, maybe because of her fore head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, currently ff7 no longer my cup of tea, and thus I wasn’t too keen on collecting them all. So the rate for them is…&lt;br /&gt;Tifa 7/10&lt;br /&gt;Aerith 6.5 /10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Case you are wondering why i didn't put any photos about the figures, well, i don't feel like photographing them, compare with the other 2 these 2 aren't worth my time. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Play-Asia.com - Your One-Stop-Shop for Asian Entertainment" href="http://www.play-asia.com/paOS-13-71-8x-49-en-15-saber-70-2aax.html"&gt;Zero/Saber&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origin: &lt;a href="http://www.fate-zero.com/"&gt;Fate/Zero &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fate_stay_night"&gt;Fate/Stay Night &lt;/a&gt;visual Novel by &lt;a href="http://www.typemoon.com/fate/"&gt;TYPE-MOON&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Or rather the anime adaptation of the game?&lt;br /&gt;Well, due to the overwhelming positive reception, TYPE-MOON decided to release another Fate series, this time serves as a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fate/zero"&gt;Prequel&lt;/a&gt; taking place years before &lt;a href="http://www.play-asia.com/paOS-19-49-en-15-fate+stay+night.html"&gt;Fate/Stay Night&lt;/a&gt;, in Light Novel form. Too bad they didn’t have any plan to release an English Version of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PfbXIsMoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nEDXBTNYx2s/s1600-h/IMG_5875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162215259056648834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PfbXIsMoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nEDXBTNYx2s/s200/IMG_5875.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PfbXIsMpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Y0Gl2GbK22s/s1600-h/IMG_5877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162215259056648850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PfbXIsMpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Y0Gl2GbK22s/s200/IMG_5877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PfbnIsMqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jkho-eYYSKE/s1600-h/IMG_5878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162215263351616162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PfbnIsMqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jkho-eYYSKE/s200/IMG_5878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6Pfb3IsMrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nzkS9G1CZR8/s1600-h/IMG_5879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162215267646583474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6Pfb3IsMrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nzkS9G1CZR8/s200/IMG_5879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6Pfb3IsMsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gWw-8QzPS2w/s1600-h/IMG_5899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162215267646583490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6Pfb3IsMsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gWw-8QzPS2w/s200/IMG_5899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The box was surprisingly thin and small compare with the rest of my figures box.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to say, this figure is highly detailed and you can’t really find any defects from the 1st glance. She had a very stern expression which shows that she’s a very serious kinda of person and her pose indicates that she ready for anything, anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PgHnIsMtI/AAAAAAAAALE/F9Bg71wE_RM/s1600-h/IMG_5880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162216019265860306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PgHnIsMtI/AAAAAAAAALE/F9Bg71wE_RM/s200/IMG_5880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PgHnIsMuI/AAAAAAAAALM/rwlvnBR2Thk/s1600-h/IMG_5882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162216019265860322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PgHnIsMuI/AAAAAAAAALM/rwlvnBR2Thk/s200/IMG_5882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PgH3IsMvI/AAAAAAAAALU/_o8c44YkCFs/s1600-h/IMG_5884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162216023560827634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PgH3IsMvI/AAAAAAAAALU/_o8c44YkCFs/s200/IMG_5884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PgH3IsMwI/AAAAAAAAALc/jRcbrdmLge4/s1600-h/IMG_5886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162216023560827650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PgH3IsMwI/AAAAAAAAALc/jRcbrdmLge4/s200/IMG_5886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PgIHIsMxI/AAAAAAAAALk/eZZlwi93Pe4/s1600-h/IMG_5888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162216027855794962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PgIHIsMxI/AAAAAAAAALk/eZZlwi93Pe4/s200/IMG_5888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd glance well…still can’t find any deformity.&lt;br /&gt;Even the sword Excalibur is half transparent. Isn’t that cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6Pg_3IsMzI/AAAAAAAAAL0/YWyYP4s6rk0/s1600-h/IMG_5895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162216985633502002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6Pg_3IsMzI/AAAAAAAAAL0/YWyYP4s6rk0/s200/IMG_5895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PhAHIsM0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/ExW67Li4n80/s1600-h/IMG_5896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162216989928469314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PhAHIsM0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/ExW67Li4n80/s200/IMG_5896.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PhAHIsM1I/AAAAAAAAAME/EdEbVNeCHiA/s1600-h/IMG_5897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162216989928469330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PhAHIsM1I/AAAAAAAAAME/EdEbVNeCHiA/s200/IMG_5897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PhAXIsM2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/p7VAEC4KsOs/s1600-h/IMG_5898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162216994223436642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PhAXIsM2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/p7VAEC4KsOs/s200/IMG_5898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating 9/10&lt;br /&gt;Cause the pose is too simple. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6Pg_3IsMyI/AAAAAAAAALs/W-hpxwa0KNA/s1600-h/IMG_5894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162216985633501986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6Pg_3IsMyI/AAAAAAAAALs/W-hpxwa0KNA/s200/IMG_5894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the word MADE IN CHINA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last and Most Important Figure I ever collected today.&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1st edition, not the re-runs ones! Woo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shuraki.jp/products/shall-05.html"&gt;Char Rhouseman &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origin: &lt;a href="http://www.shuraki.jp/"&gt;Shuraki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An original character that does not appear in any games, animes or mangas, it is one of the original character created by the collaboration between &lt;a href="http://www.red-entertainment.co.jp/"&gt;Red-Entertainment &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.goodsmile.info/"&gt;Good Smile Company&lt;/a&gt;. She is 3rd in line in the Shuraki Series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PXY3IsMQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/EHEzLqeyw1o/s1600-h/IMG_5866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162206420013953282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PXY3IsMQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/EHEzLqeyw1o/s200/IMG_5866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a big dent on the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PXY3IsMPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/f3MQwkS7FEc/s1600-h/IMG_5864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162206420013953266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PXY3IsMPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/f3MQwkS7FEc/s200/IMG_5864.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PXZXIsMSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/e8RNcdAcnBU/s1600-h/IMG_5870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162206428603887906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PXZXIsMSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/e8RNcdAcnBU/s200/IMG_5870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PXZnIsMTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-TuuGNV7ZjY/s1600-h/IMG_5872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162206432898855218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PXZnIsMTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-TuuGNV7ZjY/s200/IMG_5872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PY9nIsMUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dJWLQByoVu4/s1600-h/IMG_5871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162208150885773634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PY9nIsMUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dJWLQByoVu4/s200/IMG_5871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very hard time to get this.&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, I missed the 1st, 2nd and 3rd characters of the Shuraki series when it was announced for pre-orders, you can’t even pre-order them, cause people were so fast to order it was out of order in minutes, then you could have probably guessed that these babies were grabbed up in every store once they were released, thus I had to wait for the re-runs.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I browsed some local online stores and found that there one site that still have one unit left due to the fact that the person decided to cancel the order last minute and wanted to get the re-runs ones if GSC planning to do so. SO I got her.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;But so far I haven’t heard any news about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Akatsuki (the re-run one) is now released out in the market and I’m waiting for mine to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, back to Char Rhouseman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I forgot to mention that this box doesn’t only come with figure but a booklet and a CD drama as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PaSXIsMaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/w0n4nBZCGYA/s1600-h/IMG_5904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162209606879687074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PaSXIsMaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/w0n4nBZCGYA/s200/IMG_5904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amongst the 4 figure I collected today, she is the most satisfying one, even if I compare her with the rest of my (tiny) collections. She’s heavy maybe because she’s made from 100% high quality material (you even see there’s steel thingy in her.); the paint job was striking and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PbZ3IsMfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LEkZr3eg4BA/s1600-h/IMG_5912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162210835240333810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PbZ3IsMfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LEkZr3eg4BA/s200/IMG_5912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a very dynamic pose, and a very clear expression. Every part of she are so detail without flaw, (so far that I what I found), she looks so identical with the pictures all around, what I see online is what I get. Unlike some figures I had, especially the final fantasy ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PXZHIsMRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/F6by9R1RtyM/s1600-h/IMG_5868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162206424308920594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PXZHIsMRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/F6by9R1RtyM/s200/IMG_5868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it wrote MADE IN CHINA at the corner of the box, which sorta give you a bad feeling, since well, nowadays some China Products… …well, you get the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PbZnIsMeI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_LvMasOZZyc/s1600-h/IMG_5913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162210830945366498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PbZnIsMeI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_LvMasOZZyc/s200/IMG_5913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PbaHIsMgI/AAAAAAAAAJc/euy6A-kJ9Jo/s1600-h/IMG_5914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162210839535301122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PbaHIsMgI/AAAAAAAAAJc/euy6A-kJ9Jo/s200/IMG_5914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PbaXIsMhI/AAAAAAAAAJk/l6sBoJioFVQ/s1600-h/IMG_5916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162210843830268434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PbaXIsMhI/AAAAAAAAAJk/l6sBoJioFVQ/s200/IMG_5916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PcoXIsMlI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-lMV1MLtbAo/s1600-h/IMG_5923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162212183860064850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PcoXIsMlI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-lMV1MLtbAo/s200/IMG_5923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PcoHIsMjI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/88I-8AuoZTE/s1600-h/IMG_5919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162212179565097522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PcoHIsMjI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/88I-8AuoZTE/s200/IMG_5919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PcoHIsMkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SJKKRkf57hY/s1600-h/IMG_5921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162212179565097538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PcoHIsMkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SJKKRkf57hY/s200/IMG_5921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PconIsMmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/K62Np_DnVOQ/s1600-h/IMG_5924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162212188155032162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PconIsMmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/K62Np_DnVOQ/s200/IMG_5924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that her clothes especially the red one is kinda hard to take it off, I had to use some brute force yet delicately to take it off, and when I’m done with the battle damage look, I had another bad time trying to put her back in the normal look. It took me for like 5-10 minutes each to get them look right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Booklet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PaSXIsMbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OAbG6w5o3YQ/s1600-h/IMG_5908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162209606879687090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PaSXIsMbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OAbG6w5o3YQ/s200/IMG_5908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PaSnIsMcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/zEC-Ecag5X8/s1600-h/IMG_5909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162209611174654402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PaSnIsMcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/zEC-Ecag5X8/s200/IMG_5909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PaS3IsMdI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YQXOAnzba8E/s1600-h/IMG_5911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162209615469621714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PaS3IsMdI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YQXOAnzba8E/s200/IMG_5911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This booklet isn’t just a booklet, its cover is hard. And every page is colored, with some info about some characters.&lt;br /&gt;Quite classy, it had some pictures of the character and scenes in the CD Drama. It also had contents for the CD drama and some lyrics. It was written 100% in Japanese so I can’t understand a word, save for a few kanji which looks like Chinese characters. SO anyone who have a translations for it please do inform me.&lt;br /&gt;I had to know what’s happening to the Shuraki(s)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CD Drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PaSHIsMZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/RX--hoX2d4g/s1600-h/IMG_5906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162209602584719762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PaSHIsMZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/RX--hoX2d4g/s200/IMG_5906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened from the beginning till the end.&lt;br /&gt;And don’t even understand a word they are saying. But I really enjoyed their voices, sweet, cool and nice. And the song at the end of the CD is pretty sweet. You can vaguely figure out what was happening (very burly) by judging their pitch and tone.&lt;br /&gt;Again, anyone had a translated script?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1st I only took interest in Akatsuki, but soon, I had this weird urge to collect them all. I don’t very like them upon 1st sight, instead I viewed them as some sort of over cute looking figure with some sexy design and dynamic pose, but the more I stare at Char Rhouseman, the more I got hooked at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so glad I got her!&lt;br /&gt;My Precious~&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PbanIsMiI/AAAAAAAAAJs/p_b9KMPL6OU/s1600-h/IMG_5917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162210848125235746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PbanIsMiI/AAAAAAAAAJs/p_b9KMPL6OU/s200/IMG_5917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still there 's manufacture stain on it.... slightly above her breast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PY-HIsMWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/SEmomh6aas4/s1600-h/IMG_5900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162208159475708258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PY-HIsMWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/SEmomh6aas4/s200/IMG_5900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PY-HIsMXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/o9lz-4-R-Ps/s1600-h/IMG_5902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162208159475708274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PY-HIsMXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/o9lz-4-R-Ps/s200/IMG_5902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparison with the rest of my figures that arrived/received today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all know, Shuraki doesn’t come cheap, but she’s really worth it. Like they said, ‘Get her while she’s still available’. She’s a masterpiece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 9.5/10&lt;br /&gt;The only problem I encounter is the clothes problem; I somehow can’t get her clothes back the way she used too, see?&lt;br /&gt;You can see her bra….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PconIsMnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/t9COXHXAUGc/s1600-h/IMG_5926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162212188155032178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PconIsMnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/t9COXHXAUGc/s200/IMG_5926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not so obvious lah, since my photograhp skill suck, and i had to do this in secret. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-654832592099294806?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/654832592099294806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=654832592099294806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/654832592099294806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/654832592099294806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-day-off-reviews.html' title='My Day Off Reviews'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R6PY93IsMVI/AAAAAAAAAIE/UsawzjZAMdY/s72-c/IMG_5874.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-4111679263553080204</id><published>2008-01-27T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T09:46:06.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working'/><title type='text'>Promoter again</title><content type='html'>I promised myself that i never wanted to touch this job again and yet, i still ended up as one.&lt;br /&gt;Well at least as this company promoter, the people would have the slightest interest at those only 2 products are mostly educated people who understand what's a negative ion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i haven't officially introduced my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.medklinn.com/"&gt;Medklinn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R5veyHIsMOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/S7tUVCxNUKw/s1600-h/med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159962750573359330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R5veyHIsMOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/S7tUVCxNUKw/s200/med.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The MedKlinn Group of Companies develops and markets air and water sterilizing equipment worldwide, using German patented NTP technologies. This technology,which has been marketed for more than six years, creates massive amounts of negative ions. Our products, utilizing this leading-edge technology has received&lt;br /&gt;the stringent German “GS” and “TUV” certification for electrical safety and ozone emission below the hazardous level of 0.05ppm set by the- World Health Organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MedKlinn is committed to marketing equipment that is of the highest quality and durability. And more importantly, we are dedicated to ensuring that our customers worldwide are fully satisfied with our products. It is our hope that more people will discover the immense benefits of our technology as a chemical and drug-free way to improve their health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MedKlinn, in collaboration with a leading medical research institution, has successfully proven that our product is highly effective in killing bacteria, viruses and fungus. It is also highly effective in eliminating all kinds of odor, reducing air-borne dust particles and allergens. Our product provides a cost effective way for people all around the world to benefit from cleaner air, whether at home, work or play. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is what they wrote anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the products are Air sterilliser or as i would call them as inoiniser with non-themal plasma technology from germany. Not the pin technology one which was oout in the market for almost 3- 4 decades.&lt;br /&gt;HaH!&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about this job is that, i don't need to lie often to make them buy, i just telling the truth about it's benefits and maybe abit bit of it disadvantage.&lt;br /&gt;To buy or not to buy, that's their decision though i still need to convince them.&lt;br /&gt;For the 1st few weeks, there are lotsa of poeple who will just come to our counter by their own will and i just need to say a few stuff from the brocher and DONE, they bought them. Yeap them, not it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then things changed.&lt;br /&gt;STarting last week, sales plunged. Chinese no longer shop the floor my company booth locating, instead they are now shopping at women/clothes/market department busy preparing themslesevle for the coming chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;Thus only Malyas and Indians are walking the Jusco Top floor now with albeit of chinese window shopper, whom are not interested in getting them. YOu can actually judge by their look as they walk by. SO this whole week, my job is sending out brocher to passerby. My skills to crap and boast about our company products deterioted. I stammered as i explained. Haih, what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was a suppoed to be agood news for me, but now it's a bad news: We gonna have an exhibition for home appliciant starting from 24th to 27th of Jan at the MV exhibition Hall. Now no one even bothered to visit this tiny little counter in Jusco, they all went up and buy stuff from the big crowded and somewhat luxurious temporary booth there. ANd i have the chance to stand there for 4 hours along with some Managers of the comapny and seniors, kinda stress.&lt;br /&gt;What if i dont preform well?&lt;br /&gt;Plus Commsission is judge by half month sales basis. from 16th to now, our comssion is only 0.5%....how sad is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta end this article. I gotta go to church now. SIgh...sien....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-4111679263553080204?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/4111679263553080204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=4111679263553080204' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/4111679263553080204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/4111679263553080204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/01/promoter-again.html' title='Promoter again'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R5veyHIsMOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/S7tUVCxNUKw/s72-c/med.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-1413256500034913581</id><published>2008-01-26T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T23:31:31.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working'/><title type='text'>GUess Who!</title><content type='html'>Posted on 26 Jan 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while i was on my way back to my working after a brief dinner break, i saw someone very familiar walking towards me, way too familiar....that face...., due to that time i was not wearing glasses, well i don't wear them often anyway( i had a hunch that i know her), she passed by me, while i kept staring at her, soon she too realised that someone was staring at her, she in turn stared back at me. She stopped.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled, at that moment i knew i was right, i did know her!&lt;br /&gt;In fact i never thought i would meet her in such circumstances, i thought she had went back to Australia to continue her studies!&lt;br /&gt;Guess who?&lt;br /&gt;Erin...Hahaha...!&lt;br /&gt;Though it felt kinda weird to see her there.&lt;br /&gt;We had a very very brief reunion.&lt;br /&gt;She looked like she's having a fun time shopping with her sis, While i was having my bored to death time at my working place/counter/booth (located at the top floor of Jusco just beside the Osim counter), Due to the fact that there was a exhibition at the exhibition hall with my company counter there selling the product at a much lower price, who wouldn't go there?&lt;br /&gt;Plus our products main targets are Chinese only Chinese would have the time to check out the health product while malays....sigh...indians lagi hard to entertain.&lt;br /&gt;Recently CNY's coming and the chinese are all busy buying CNY stuffs at lower ground, would would wanna come to buy some home applicants?&lt;br /&gt;So you can imagine how was these day...bored to day, even my smile froze till my cheeks muscle sore. Don't have the mood to smile That often to the passer by anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Sad, huh?&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that can entertain me is to kacau the workers of other booths.&lt;br /&gt;Osim couple, Panasonic chicks, Ultra-ease water filter and nesk promoters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Looking at Erin reminds of me the GOLDEN days while i was a customer, now i'm a salve promoter under the eyes of the bull dogs(jusco guards, need to see their face colour, not to forget the customers too.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily not customer are RUDE, UN-Educated, there are some intereing passer by too, such as tourists from China, they can't speak English and always needed my help ( since i have no customer) at the panasonic booth since most of them are Malays while pretty chicks only work on weekends. It was fun to feel that i'm much more Superior than them both. Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Wee Yew is also working at MV but in carefour, but he did come visit me, heh, felt kinda awkward. Yet I'm too lazy to go visit him. Carefour seemed to far....plus i need to go out from the jusco staff entrance....tired and lazy la....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-1413256500034913581?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/1413256500034913581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=1413256500034913581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/1413256500034913581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/1413256500034913581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/01/guess-who.html' title='GUess Who!'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-8074145226017257803</id><published>2008-01-22T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:12:10.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Side Many Tales'/><title type='text'>Our government, My GOVERNMENT</title><content type='html'>Posted on 22 Jan 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again, how many times had their faces of hypocrite been tear down by the media?&lt;br /&gt;And yet they still mange to prevail?&lt;br /&gt;People like Zakaria, Chua soi Lek, manage to get away from the persecution of Law and justice (with people like VK Lingam, ruling the Malaysia court) while commoners must face what they did, and sometimes, they didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fair is that?!&lt;br /&gt;That is our Malaysian government!&lt;br /&gt;Hooray to their BN unshakable stand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, the election is not far, and so the minds of our leaders are getting further and further away in the backward sense.&lt;br /&gt;They did not deal critical matters during discussions in parliaments or cabinets meetings, instead, they tend to talk craps to offend others (incident where they just talk bad about women and needed quite awhile to repent insincerely) or set stupid unreasonable law such as ban on the usage of the word ‘Allah’ by non-Muslims, seriously, we really can’t understand what our Great leaders are doing, and what does their mind compose of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had such a great mind; I don’t even understand why we chose these people to lead our country?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the American, they want Changes in and for their country!&lt;br /&gt;Obama or Clinton, both have symbolical meaning for changes in a different sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at ourselves, what do we want?&lt;br /&gt;Changes? Equality? Freedom?&lt;br /&gt;Or it doesn’t really matter does it?&lt;br /&gt;As long we safe in our own home and continue our life as we strive to be even richer than yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfish.&lt;br /&gt;That is what Malaysians are. Well most of them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And this give the opportunity for the ones who are leading our country to rule in anyway way they see fit to their own agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at our leaders.&lt;br /&gt;Saying that the oppositions are raising racist issues while they are the ones they are doing it behind our back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soak the Keris in Chinese Blood. And he said that, we should put the racism aside and let not the opposition use that to hinder us away from peace, from what I see, those who had racism roted into their mind will never change, not now not never.&lt;br /&gt;See how they keep raising racism issues for the upcoming elections?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about the news, the most recent news, VK Lingam. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;It seems that justice is coded thru his point of view not thru the law we all know.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder some cases can be just off that easy or drag into months then days just to get more time so that people who follow the news will eventually get on with their lives and forgot all about it. How clever are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our government.&lt;br /&gt;The minority body that control the majority crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time to think, who‘s serving who?&lt;br /&gt;Are we serving the government or should the government serve us?&lt;br /&gt;Where had our power of democracy gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promises that they made are nothing more but mere illusions.&lt;br /&gt;Do not be clouded by their cheap promises, but stay clear in mind of their recent pathetic and embarrassing news of their true faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to Vote them off of the Government!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above are just my opinions.&lt;br /&gt;I’m just exercising my freedom to speak up regardless of the law and ban impose on blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERDEKA!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=-------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-8074145226017257803?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/8074145226017257803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=8074145226017257803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/8074145226017257803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/8074145226017257803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-government-my-government.html' title='Our government, My GOVERNMENT'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-8100500257815763096</id><published>2008-01-16T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T20:49:51.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jan 14 2008&lt;br /&gt;Purposely take a day off to celebrate me and my friend birthday.&lt;br /&gt;While going out for lunch at IOI mall with friends i found something damn rare that i been searching for quite a while. BANANA CHOCO!&lt;br /&gt;Happy!happy!&lt;br /&gt;Then we have lunch at MongKok my friends belanja me and Chun as to celebrate our birthday. Thanks guys, i had a nice time, though you guys spend most of the time talking about your job as teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan 15&lt;br /&gt;my birthday&lt;br /&gt;Morning receive lotsa birthday greetings from friends.&lt;br /&gt;Met a new colleague by the name of Shin Han, quite a pretty girl.&lt;br /&gt;Then bored my whole day thru in work place.&lt;br /&gt;Boring day. Nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan 16&lt;br /&gt;Bored thru my day once again.&lt;br /&gt;On my Way home i waited for an hour for RAPIDKL, so hard to wait even though there 3 bus i can take, U63, U65 and U67, but none arrived in that one hours time, eventually i took metro bus.&lt;br /&gt;I hate RAPIDKL, from this day on i will not take RAPIDKL, i rather take Metro bus, at least the bus come quite often compare with the DAMN RAPIDKL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Watch tv and blog at nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-8100500257815763096?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/8100500257815763096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=8100500257815763096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/8100500257815763096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/8100500257815763096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/01/jan-14-2008-purposely-take-day-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-6295886337078312619</id><published>2008-01-03T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T14:48:47.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions/Feelings'/><title type='text'>I Laughed, SO...WHAT?!</title><content type='html'>Posted on 3 January 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People thought I'm happy that's why I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;People thought I'm never looked down because I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;People thought I'm angry because I'm not smiling.&lt;br /&gt;People thought I'm in bad mood because I'm not laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always smiled; does that mean I'm happy?&lt;br /&gt;I always laughed; does that mean I'm delighted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gheez… … go get a tip!&lt;br /&gt;Use your brain and think for once!&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me you guys never watched serial dramas?&lt;br /&gt;Why is there someone who had to always pretend that they are happy to hide their feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gheez why do you think I want to drunk myself in the 1st place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuses, excuses, excuses, my my, aren't I full of shits and craps today?&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong? Are you asking me? Oh there's nothing wrong... ...every things is perfect just as life ALWAYS is. Hypocrites...&lt;br /&gt;So what?! I'm full of shit that's why people are happy!&lt;br /&gt;SO I can be a clown, who can hide my feelings behind those disgusted white and red pain. Even if there are tears rolling down I will not have to fear that the audience know those are tears, just sweats, sweats of stuffing myself into that hot and thick pathetic costumes.&lt;br /&gt;SO why matters?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever matters in life, why bother?&lt;br /&gt;Why struggle?&lt;br /&gt;… …&lt;br /&gt;God help me … …let me go, away of nihilism… …away from somewhere were I'm not meant to be… away… …please Lord…forsake your servants not... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-6295886337078312619?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/6295886337078312619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=6295886337078312619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/6295886337078312619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/6295886337078312619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-laughed-sowhat.html' title='I Laughed, SO...WHAT?!'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-2254558685851008635</id><published>2008-01-03T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T13:29:53.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions/Feelings'/><title type='text'>Just Shut Up</title><content type='html'>Posted on 3 January 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you never heard of me complaining much of my family, do you?&lt;br /&gt;I never like to do so. I never like people to know the real status of my family.&lt;br /&gt;They fight a lot, especially adults. Shouting here and there like barbarians of the neanthedals era what a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout shout shout, just shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;That’s I HATE people complaining that they have ANY family problem especially communicating problems!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NEVER EVER come to me saying that you are depressed because of that. I HATE IT! Go to hell and complain or anywhere but me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-2254558685851008635?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/2254558685851008635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=2254558685851008635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2254558685851008635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2254558685851008635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-shut-up.html' title='Just Shut Up'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-66911766913289434</id><published>2008-01-01T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T13:10:39.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Side Many Tales'/><title type='text'>Moments Between</title><content type='html'>Posted on 1 of January 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 31 of December 2007, the last day of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Strange though, I supposed to be like other people enjoying my last day in 2007, I didn’t. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I felt nothing.&lt;/span&gt; Nor excited nor depressing. It was as though I viewed this as my one of those usual boring days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was supposed to celebrate my countdown at my parish church, Saint Ignatius Church at Taman Mayang. But Plans changed, my mum decided that my grand parents are too old to be crowded with the crowd and get lost amongst it. We nodded in agreement. (Cause to be honest, I HATE crowded places; I rather go home watch TV). SO, we last minute decided to go to the Assumption located just beside Assunta Hospital to attend the 6p.m. evening mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the church I realized, most attendants are either too old or too young, there doesn’t seem to be any teenagers at my age. I guessed most of them wanted to celebrate the countdown mass, unlike me. Haha… … I felt old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the mass, my mind kept thinking about New Year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I also did give thanks to the Lord this wondrous year, as this is definitely one of those years that give me most heart attacks/fears, joys, and regrets/embarrassments. I’m happy for many things which I don’t think writing down here in this post will be enough plus I’m too lazy to do so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mass ended. And yet, my mind was still filled with my New Year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;I could not think of anything for it. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It was as though, I never had any ANY aim in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was kind apathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I turned the TV browsing channels by channels hoping that our country would have some sort of specially program to watched, maybe I expected too much from my country, to my dismay there wasn’t much going on in the local broadcast, unlike Astro’s oversea channel where Taiwan have some sort of live programs celebrating their Last day, these channel started at 7 something while ours only started celebrating at 11.30 p.m. at least thru the TV. Fed up with such a boring night, I started playing my ps2 game at approximately 10.30p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then IT, IT ended abruptly without me realizing what had just happened.&lt;/span&gt; I only realized IT when I hear sound of fireworks echoing into the bright sky night just opposite of my house.&lt;br /&gt;Year 2007 had just completed IT’s only task as the Year Master. Now it was 2008’s Turn to carry on the tradition.&lt;br /&gt;By that time most members from family are either too bored thus went to bed early or too old to stay up late, or they just simply went out with their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked out of my house and from there I caught a tiny/half glimpse of fireworks, hindered by the barrier of construction in front of house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Then I saw children whose parents chose to stay were jumping as hard as they can in hope of at least having a single full glimpse of the whole fireworks scene. But they were too short to be compared with the barrier. Soon after they gave and walked away.&lt;/span&gt; While I, I went to higher ground by climbing the stone fence which was surrounding my house and caught a few pictures of the half fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the results:&lt;br /&gt;Far away without Zoom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nxglODwhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZInnJb6Xzw8/s1600-h/IMG_5521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150413190924059154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nxglODwhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZInnJb6Xzw8/s400/IMG_5521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nxg1ODwiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/68nEC5Lthuc/s1600-h/IMG_5522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150413195219026466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nxg1ODwiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/68nEC5Lthuc/s400/IMG_5522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLlightly zoomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nx5FODwjI/AAAAAAAAAGk/JEW625rPhdE/s1600-h/IMG_5512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150413611830854194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nx5FODwjI/AAAAAAAAAGk/JEW625rPhdE/s200/IMG_5512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nx5FODwkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KcAZS8IwnhI/s1600-h/IMG_5513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150413611830854210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nx5FODwkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KcAZS8IwnhI/s200/IMG_5513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nx5FODwlI/AAAAAAAAAG0/7JbxcMoctos/s1600-h/IMG_5514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150413611830854226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nx5FODwlI/AAAAAAAAAG0/7JbxcMoctos/s200/IMG_5514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nx5VODwmI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Rb-T2A5K-Pg/s1600-h/IMG_5515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150413616125821538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nx5VODwmI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Rb-T2A5K-Pg/s200/IMG_5515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nx5VODwnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/--LIiC73tSY/s1600-h/IMG_5516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150413616125821554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nx5VODwnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/--LIiC73tSY/s200/IMG_5516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking the photos i resumed playing game and thus ended a night where the &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;moments were between old and new&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-66911766913289434?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/66911766913289434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=66911766913289434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/66911766913289434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/66911766913289434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2008/01/moments-between.html' title='Moments Between'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3nxglODwhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZInnJb6Xzw8/s72-c/IMG_5521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-7845338461216201665</id><published>2007-12-30T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T15:13:59.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Crap Many Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Bright /Cloudy Night Before Christmas</title><content type='html'>Supposed to be Posted on 23 of December 2007&lt;br /&gt;But lately kinda lazy to do anything except sleep, eat, play and watch.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight as usual everyone went out for last minutes shopping except me, who prefers to stay home and guard my humble yet lovely house along with my handicap grandma and almost deaf grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing, except watching tv in hope that midnight would come earlier so that I can play my ps2 games-Persona 3. SO I decided to have a simple short walk around my lonely house. The streets lights in front my house was dim as usual, but there was something else that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3njzVODwgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bok8hCOYras/s1600-h/IMG_5442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150398119883817474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3njzVODwgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bok8hCOYras/s400/IMG_5442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no stars, no moon but a cloudy sky. Yet you could not define that night as dark. Behind those clouds I saw a bright halo piercing its way thru the thick clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind s was strong as I watched the cloud quickly sway away from the halo, it reveal to me it’s true form, it was the moon. I never realized that it was full moon that night.  So bright it was, that it was even several times brighter than the full moon on the night of the Moon cake festival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds were like on and off, awhile blocking the moon, by the time you realized it was gone again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as though you had just entered the painting of the cloudy yet bright night. &lt;br /&gt;So romantic and poetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3njzFODwfI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sTQVR7EWPnA/s1600-h/IMG_5445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150398115588850162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3njzFODwfI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sTQVR7EWPnA/s400/IMG_5445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was the Sky’s way to show it gratitude to the Lord whose birthday is coming real soon, or maybe it’s just an occurrence. Who know? Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to just enjoy that moment which will forever kept thru photos and as a part of my experiences in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-7845338461216201665?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/7845338461216201665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=7845338461216201665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/7845338461216201665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/7845338461216201665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/12/bright-cloudy-night-before-christmas.html' title='The Bright /Cloudy Night Before Christmas'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3njzVODwgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bok8hCOYras/s72-c/IMG_5442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-1013584834874695819</id><published>2007-12-29T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T22:18:31.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Figures'/><title type='text'>Shuraki Trinity</title><content type='html'>Posted on 29 December 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I'm so pissed off right now!&lt;br /&gt;How can i suddenly be so obsess with PVC figures Once Again! I'm not working nor do i have any pocket money to get them!&lt;br /&gt;Why do i had to go online check the Online Figure Stores, when I'm Financially DEAD!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been to one place and saw something that traumatises me for this entire day, and it will not stop too soon!&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm too busy searching for more pic and online stores in hope that i might still be able to grab some of these Beautiful &lt;a href="http://www.shuraki.jp/"&gt;Shuraki Trinity &lt;/a&gt;Figure By Good Smile Company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i manage to order the re-issue Akatsuki Michiro, 1st figure of the Shuraki series! I'm so happy! I think if there no delay then i will be receiving it at the end of January! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3ZVV1ODwbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nbKSrfaxnI4/s1600-h/aka-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149397057496400306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3ZVV1ODwbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nbKSrfaxnI4/s400/aka-04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the only one amongst the 5 figures of the line that caught my sight the moment i lay my eyes on her! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at her determined looking expression! Ain't she pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3ZVVlODwaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/fLdpHU4kLBM/s1600-h/aka-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149397053201432994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3ZVVlODwaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/fLdpHU4kLBM/s400/aka-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest, erm...don't think i will be getting it since...well, hello!&lt;br /&gt;In financial Crisis over here! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, the 2nd in line of production is ...Ryu Mei feng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3ZVV1ODwcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vlRG2qClSzA/s1600-h/mei-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149397057496400322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3ZVV1ODwcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vlRG2qClSzA/s400/mei-04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd.&lt;br /&gt;Shal Luzeman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3ZUvFODwZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZuhE-dBHR18/s1600-h/shall-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149396391776469394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3ZUvFODwZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZuhE-dBHR18/s400/shall-04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Needa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3ZVWFODwdI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4AxziOSMIQI/s1600-h/needa-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149397061791367634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3ZVWFODwdI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4AxziOSMIQI/s400/needa-04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe i will be getting the last of the Series, Rize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3ZTZFODwYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iz4Qm2NSR0Y/s1600-h/rize-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149394914307719554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3ZTZFODwYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iz4Qm2NSR0Y/s400/rize-04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way Shuraki Trinity Figures is not just plain Figures of Nothing! (Like my ff enthusiast friend told me yesterday which kinda pissed me off and, speechless, since i know he don't understand the beauty of the figures!)&lt;br /&gt;Each of them are characters in Shuraki CD Dramas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, each figure comes with a booklet and a CD drama(in jap duh!), they have their story to be told, ya know?! Just like the Anime characters! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Each CD drama is a continuation of the previous ones which Force listeners to collect every one of them to know the ending of the 5 characters, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who will win and who will die?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story...erm...kinda lazy to talk about now, later, maybe... ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really hope that Akatsuki Lives though.&lt;br /&gt;I will post more about her info once i got my hand on her figure!&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahahahaha......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-1013584834874695819?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/1013584834874695819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=1013584834874695819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/1013584834874695819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/1013584834874695819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/12/shuraki-trinity.html' title='Shuraki Trinity'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R3ZVV1ODwbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nbKSrfaxnI4/s72-c/aka-04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-2911429372827700696</id><published>2007-12-27T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T19:47:58.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working'/><title type='text'>Interview</title><content type='html'>Posted on 27 december 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all should know by now that i been searching jobs online and playing ps2 like never before since class trip was over.&lt;br /&gt;I used the Jobstreet to apply some jobs with jobstreet format's resume. I thought it was pretty useless since it was as though no one want to even see my resume since poeple who have similar qualification was out in the open and can be found jsut anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, there are some poeple who ACTUALLy read my resume! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;I just now went for an interview at MidValley for a job selling air fresheners in Jusco under the company name Medklinn.&lt;br /&gt;That guy wants me to work ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;Then i just receive another interview request at Taman Sea Which is much closer than MV but no shopping mall... this one i no need to wporry about transport or shift time but... the interview next wednesday... now i can decide whether to accept the job or wait for the interview... ...oh man...head pain...lazy to think about it now...think later, i will call the guy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-2911429372827700696?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/2911429372827700696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=2911429372827700696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2911429372827700696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2911429372827700696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/12/interview.html' title='Interview'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-3006636547810868865</id><published>2007-12-26T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T19:47:12.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Life'/><title type='text'>Saw someone familiar in the Church on Christmas eve.</title><content type='html'>Posted on 26 december 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately i been kinda busy playing Video AGmes, preparing for the celebration of christmas. Sorry, very sorry for not being to update my blog as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how you guys spent your christmas, but mine well, it'kinda a overly crowded celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only part that i remember the most is that on christmas eve 24 December, as catholics our family as usual went to chruch to celebrate christmas. And as usual due to teh fact that the English will be held at 10.30pm, we chose to go the chinese mass at 7.30pm. and you know who i met in the church....&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Margaret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There i was sitting on the front seat waiting as time passed, suddenly something familiarly round caught my eye, i thought, 'that cant be right...' wasn't she going to to the church beside our school? SFX?&lt;br /&gt;I quickly took out my glasses, and wore it on, it was indedd Ms. Margaret, and she was sitting just behind me! There's not way i would act as if i didn't see her right?&lt;br /&gt;So, i just turned around and said, 'hello, teacher,' with a awkward smile. SHe was....SHocked to see me here, and for the rest of the mass i did not turn back untill, when the mass finally ended onlt then i turned around a greeted her 'merry christmas. teaher' with a hand shake, while not fprgeting to ask her, 'i never expect to see teacher here...."&lt;br /&gt;She replied with a grin, "actually, i used to go to SFX but today i felt like coming for a chinese mass for a change,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweat, i never thought that i would ACTUALLY meet someone in school in that Taman Mayang Church.... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it's kinda like fate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Been looking for job online lately....too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-3006636547810868865?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/3006636547810868865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=3006636547810868865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/3006636547810868865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/3006636547810868865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/12/saw-someone-familiar-in-church-on.html' title='Saw someone familiar in the Church on Christmas eve.'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-3223787768370621483</id><published>2007-12-13T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:53:57.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>Out for Class Trip</title><content type='html'>Posted on 13 of Dec 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear passerby(s),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be here to blog for awhile, cause I'm going for a Class Trip to A Famosa from 16 of Dec to 18 of Dec.&lt;br /&gt;But i will resume blogging and write about my experiences as soon as i come back, if i have the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Fei Soar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-3223787768370621483?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/3223787768370621483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=3223787768370621483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/3223787768370621483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/3223787768370621483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/12/out-for-class-trip.html' title='Out for Class Trip'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-8507049679694160708</id><published>2007-12-12T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T11:08:26.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Changed New Header!</title><content type='html'>Posted on 12 Of Dec 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone who been the blog before will realised that i had just changed my Header!&lt;br /&gt;It's much better compare with the previous one, isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in the Header?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c47/Sinkales/aqua.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them are the same person, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Characters_of_Kingdom_Hearts#Terra.2C_Ven.2C_and_Aqua"&gt;Aqua&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kingdom_Hearts_Birth_by_Sleep"&gt;Kingdom Hearts: Birth By Sleep&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And Sure the game wasn't realease yet, and it is still in development by Square-Enix, but hey, i LOVE her upon 1st time i saw in the Kingdom hearts II final mix secret Ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the strange Runic words located at the Frame, are some sort of Fronts i found online named &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angerthas"&gt;Angerthas&lt;/a&gt;, if i'm not mistaken i think it's one of the fictional words created by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._R._R._Tolkien"&gt;J.R.R Tolkein &lt;/a&gt;for the LOTR series.&lt;br /&gt;See if, You could guess what they mean! Muahahahahahaha!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-8507049679694160708?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/8507049679694160708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=8507049679694160708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/8507049679694160708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/8507049679694160708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/12/changed-new-header.html' title='Changed New Header!'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-4168167870110236493</id><published>2007-12-10T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T14:48:29.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Torn Between the Nights</title><content type='html'>Posted on 10 of Dec 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used my photoshop and played with it with some advice i found on the Good Tutorials, after spending hours on the computer i finally made something which i think is nice but then now i'm torn to decide which is the better Nights and set it as my desktop wallpaper... ...&lt;br /&gt;(Kinda like showing off to my sis! Muahahahaha...)&lt;br /&gt;The actual size of these Nights are 1273x1018 which i think is the size of SOME computer screens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I named this Moony Noir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R1zUTmPG5uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wuqWOAeOfnY/s1600-h/Moony-Noir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142218307696781026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R1zUTmPG5uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wuqWOAeOfnY/s400/Moony-Noir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;She looks more melancholy isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Misty Red Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R1zZCGPG5vI/AAAAAAAAAFE/IuD_Z1rdGf8/s1600-h/Misty-Moon-Red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142223504607209202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R1zZCGPG5vI/AAAAAAAAAFE/IuD_Z1rdGf8/s400/Misty-Moon-Red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I kinda like the Bloody and poisonous looking mist....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...which is better...?&lt;br /&gt;Still i think Moony Noir looks nice...white and Black contrast!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-4168167870110236493?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/4168167870110236493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=4168167870110236493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/4168167870110236493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/4168167870110236493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/12/torn-between-nights.html' title='Torn Between the Nights'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/R1zUTmPG5uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wuqWOAeOfnY/s72-c/Moony-Noir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-6614098059931978421</id><published>2007-12-09T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T17:02:20.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Life'/><title type='text'>My STPM Review</title><content type='html'>i was Supposed to post this review the day STPM ended but my computer seemed to have some CPU usage problem and kept shut down by it self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah here's the post that was supposed to be posted on 05/12/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam finally and officially over!&lt;br /&gt;Phew… …actually since last week I had somehow subconsciously feel as if the exam was over since most of my friends here they had really finish their paper. &lt;br /&gt;This time amongst all 8 paper 4 subjects, the most unexpected was Pengajian Am (general Studies). There I was expecting Account would be the hardest of all subjects and Chinese would be like gambling and PA would be the easiest ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong. &lt;br /&gt;PA was not as I expected especially the Objective paper.&lt;br /&gt;I could remember so vividly when I enter the exam room, grabbing my Objective paper, “this is the paper I can score in this subject,’ I thought, and then I opened the paper… …OMG!&lt;br /&gt;My jaw dropped, I looked at the question for like 2 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;What the heck?! I never study that in my book!&lt;br /&gt;And for the questions latter…let’s just say…I have more than 20 questions that I just ‘tembak’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PA Paper 2…essay writing, Oh yeah! Drawing the graphs that part I’m so doomed! I’m sure that my 15 marks’ gone! I don’t understand what they want me to draw, graf bar pyramid, graf berpasangan?  Damn I only studied and memorized the Carta par berpasangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese…&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1…I stuck badly at this paper it’s all about grammars, essay writing, understanding the ancient passage (古文 ) finally 改写。&lt;br /&gt;And paper 2, how lucky we were that amongst the 4 questions, our teacher managed to spot the right question and thus the correct answers. To think that we had to study or rather memorized all of the 4 books like hell….and this is all they came out…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economic… &lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing to say about this paper. For I did not expected to high or too low about it, the question of the 2 paper was ngaum-ngaum. Well maybe the kuantitatif part, oh well, guess 20 -17 marks no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Account!&lt;br /&gt;This was the last paper on the last paper on the last day of STPM, while SPM over yesterday while we were taking the Paper 1. This is the paper that I was so lazy to study, I spent 7/10 of my days before the exam watching TV and trying to get my self online since this STUPID computer doesn’t let online even till now!&lt;br /&gt;( I wrote this in an offline state in the WORD)&lt;br /&gt;And when it’s time to exam I really got panic…Ha Ha…so typical right?&lt;br /&gt;Well that me, impatient and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;But when I really opened the papers I was like expected really hard since Account was the top 3 hardest subject to get A on the list.&lt;br /&gt;But this time, no lejar, no kunci kira-kira at all! Only Jurnal am for pelarasan and sort of stuff! The easiest to scare which was the koperasi instead became the hardest to score and DAMn I shouldn’t choose this question to do, instead I should choose all jurnal am to do. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I can say that this year 2007 this paper was the easiest paper I ever did compare with the previous year, thank GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2 was more unexpected. &lt;br /&gt;They had changed the format of the questions! And no one inform us about that! &lt;br /&gt;But luckily the paper wasn’t THAT hard, still manageable. Because before this paper, I heard from those who did both papers for the past years, when one pare is easy the other is always hard. I was scare when I heard this, but it was too late for me to swallow any words any more.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because this year they started to use new format thus they made the paper2 less hard which once again I THANK YOU, GOD for HIS unexpected Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, exam finally over.&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment I feel empty as if my 1 ½ years that I spent studying was over, and the things I study…come to think of it, they don’t really help in my further studies/course that I want to take.&lt;br /&gt;And the classmates who spent these times with me, I know that we might not meet for a very long time. Now only I started feel sad. &lt;br /&gt;Har! &lt;br /&gt;During graduation I feel only happy and excited but now…sad…sigh…thus end my life of this f6 era, and begins another typical drifting season of my life. Working and so…Sien…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-6614098059931978421?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/6614098059931978421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=6614098059931978421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/6614098059931978421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/6614098059931978421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-stpm-review.html' title='My STPM Review'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-5025914832255672292</id><published>2007-11-15T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T17:01:28.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Life'/><title type='text'>Finish One Subject...</title><content type='html'>Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;Finally Both of the Chinese Paper(s) over!&lt;br /&gt;Now i can finally dump all those weird and never have the time nor the will to understand chinese words out of my little Brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer need to think in Chinese, but in Bahasa Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;*sigh next monday's paper1 Pengajian Am...objective...have start READing them also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, this time the chinese paper i'm kinda relieved paper 1 (Essay,ANcient Texts, Grammars, 改写)i manage to finish within 3 hours time limit with 1 or 2 minutes to spare for me to tie up those pages together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd paper2china literature history, amongst those 4 sections i, i mean we manage to spot 2 out the 4 thick 'text books' and i'm so grateful to God that, i did not chose to selectively ignore some of the history facts... that's why i can manage to finish all of the sections! Though not sure whether i answered correctly or not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite, i was so scared i kept on studying till from 12 noon to nite, still i manage to made 'some' time for my tv dramas (from 8.00-11.30, cant help it), i went at 12 am, but i can't sleep at all....kinda nervous,when i finally felt asleep i had soem weird dream about speaking english with some foreigners and doing some shopping at some rusted looking alley....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd then this morning, IT RAINed! &lt;br /&gt;SO hard to get up from bed...&lt;br /&gt;ANd in school before i walk in to the examination classroom...i slipped and fell on the stair, because of that, i felt pain rather than nervous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHen i got the question paper...i was like....brain blank....i need for like 15 minutes to start up my brain engine and start thinking....(that always happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at home writing this blog, i fell so tired as if that paper just stuck all my life out for this day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to eat and then BED~&lt;br /&gt;Chiao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now my leg still hurts....aiks.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-5025914832255672292?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/5025914832255672292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=5025914832255672292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/5025914832255672292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/5025914832255672292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/11/finish-one-subject.html' title='Finish One Subject...'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-8133924213369558304</id><published>2007-11-03T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T12:20:59.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worthless Crap'/><title type='text'>Crap</title><content type='html'>Aiyaiyai!&lt;br /&gt;STPM is just around the corner!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weird since i don't feel any fear or anxiety about this World class Exam...&lt;br /&gt;I should be like others...keep studying day and night, night and day...but i did not do so...SIgh...Monday must go to someone house and study away from the worldly distractions!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just graduate, AGAIN from catholic High SChool,this time, again i did not cry.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed , i smiled. I felt happy able to with them during our graduation ceremony. I'm honoured to be their friends.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say that, thank you for making my form 6 life , such a happy and miserable memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;I will upload the photos ASAP once i feel like doing so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-8133924213369558304?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/8133924213369558304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=8133924213369558304' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/8133924213369558304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/8133924213369558304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/11/crap.html' title='Crap'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-8991600604969093435</id><published>2007-10-24T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T14:12:18.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Crap Many Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Unrequited Love not Love</title><content type='html'>Tell me this, is unrequited love not love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friend of mine who experienced such unrequited love in his childhood told me that this can not be called as 'love'. ANd yet ironically, he in turn caused some to 'admire' him secretly whom he decisively reject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this?!&lt;br /&gt;NOT LOVE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is obscured!&lt;br /&gt;With such words come out from his 'mouth', i couldn't help but feel sympathy to the one who had/have the crush in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could someone here tell me,  or better yet, explain to me, is unrequited love is not love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-8991600604969093435?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/8991600604969093435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=8991600604969093435' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/8991600604969093435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/8991600604969093435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/10/unrequited-love-not-love.html' title='Unrequited Love not Love'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-2894113721279304672</id><published>2007-10-24T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:34:46.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions/Feelings'/><title type='text'>They are the Same</title><content type='html'>They were the same. They are the same. They will be the same.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t stand them shouting at her any longer… … but, what can I do?!&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to stop them?!&lt;br /&gt;Why could they just shout up and let her do her stuff, her job in her own way?!&lt;br /&gt;I hate… … I hate… … but I just can’t bring myself to hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times and times, events such as this keep occurring, they are the same, or similar. And they never stop happening. Since I was small, the other ‘they’ keep shouting at each other, I HATE… but I pretended as if nothing has happening, there no voice, no sound, nothing is happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence, Tranquility, Nothingness, Emptiness… …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I’m bluffing myself, but what can I do?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when other ‘they’ slightly cease to do so, they started another out roar at home!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stand these any longer. I feel as though there was something in my heart, yearning to gush out from this too cramp and yet overly crowded heart and yet it can’t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I halted it advance, before it could be seen.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to stop them, I couldn’t, I ‘m helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE, I HATE, I HATE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are the only one with Family Problems?&lt;br /&gt;Think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-2894113721279304672?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/2894113721279304672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=2894113721279304672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2894113721279304672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2894113721279304672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/10/they-are-same.html' title='They are the Same'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-3431405753532492413</id><published>2007-10-23T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T22:30:01.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Msia Life'/><title type='text'>Mempersiasuikan</title><content type='html'>Find me a hole, then i can hide myself from facing total embarrassment on 28th of December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can someone with such healthy mental did such an embarrassment mistake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Goodness... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am i to face them?&lt;br /&gt;What should i do?&lt;br /&gt;Oh God! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help your humble and pathetic servant!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-3431405753532492413?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/3431405753532492413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=3431405753532492413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/3431405753532492413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/3431405753532492413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/10/mempersiasuikan.html' title='Mempersiasuikan'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-5528063491692289099</id><published>2007-10-23T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:35:46.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions/Feelings'/><title type='text'>My Words</title><content type='html'>You all know it. You all feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all are not blind, and I know that clearly.&lt;br /&gt;Though we are not clear of the whole thing but we still know it. It just that we acted as if we don't care, we don't want to bother, but deep down in our hearts we still feel the discomfort and the aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just like what I feel toward you trio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to cover these emotions and feelings from surfacing on my face. Try as I might I knew it wouldn't be good enough. Thus, rather than hiding these feelings in such distress, I thought, why don't I just convert these into another form of expression or act? Such as teasing, lame jokes?&lt;br /&gt;I admit, for times I had been overdoing it, I just can't be helped; but sometimes you all did not rebuke me about it, maybe because of the guilt you had for leaving me alone. Just like me, you all can't be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, now, I barely feel such strong emotion as before, but there is still a tiny pixel thorn in it. Hah! Well, maybe soon enough it will be fade away, but not memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those memories, is still there and will always be apart in my heart no matter what happens maybe they will be pushed aside when time flows by, but they will never diminished or faded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those thing that happened in these one and half year, I here by sincerely say thank and sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*you need to highlight the words to read them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAPPY LOVING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-5528063491692289099?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/5528063491692289099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=5528063491692289099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/5528063491692289099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/5528063491692289099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-words.html' title='My Words'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-3287193054486056036</id><published>2007-10-20T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T21:36:41.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Side Many Tales'/><title type='text'>The Inferior's Shadow and The Superior's Mask</title><content type='html'>Shadows over shadows, layers by layers, masks upon masks; that was their unspoken truce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had jokes and talks, they laughed and shared together yet at the same time one of them had to pay attention to the other one’s ever changing mask that was so obvious and yet so hidden at the same time for she was much inferior to the other one.&lt;br /&gt;She had favours that only the other can help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the superior one, she tried to go along with the other one, though not as bogus as her. Yes, both of them are of the same kind, though their ways of thinking differ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not long ago, when they were 1st time being that close after the superior one offered a hand for her. While she had been admired the superior one for not so long, for her, the superior one was determined hardworking and surrounding was a sense of sophisticated aura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after they been together for this long, she realised… …that the superior one is a hypocrite who is easily offended by almost everything and yet she kept most of these anger in her heart, suppressing them perfectly only to reveal some of these to the inferior one while the inferior one tried all her might to please her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic and disgusting they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as time flies, days and months passed by, the superior one started to break away from the initial treaty, she had lose all her patience after witnessing the other side of the inferior one which turned out to be not as inferior as the superior thought she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there she thought that, the inferior one does not know of her intention. &lt;br /&gt;A Fool she was! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pathetic FOOL! &lt;br /&gt;A disgusting FOOL! &lt;br /&gt;A despicable FOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inferior one had much large plan at her back, she knew that such day would come, and she had started cease her wants on the superior one, on the other hand secretly gaining her very own supports. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough that was yesterday, the superior one decided that she did not want to hide all her disgust towards the inferior one. She outburst her anger and acted as if nothing had happened, but she knew deep down that inferior one must have know that she is no longer a friend but as MERE classmates. Then, she dumped her, leaving nothing for her. Yet fortunately her friends helped her, superior one’s plan failed. By this time the inferior one had gained enough supports, still she decided that she would just pretend nothing had happened until… …the final moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final moment where these 2 can finally parted ways as graduates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time would be real soon…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeay!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I will no longer need to look at her repulsive mask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sickening…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom, wait for me... ...i will be by your side soon!&lt;br /&gt;Please wait for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Author’s Notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story about 2 hypocrites and one of them is me. Try guessing who the other one is….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who know me will understand what I’m trying to say. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I’m angry! I chose not to show it to that fool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon….*grins evilly…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-3287193054486056036?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/3287193054486056036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=3287193054486056036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/3287193054486056036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/3287193054486056036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/10/inferiors-shadow-and-superiors-mask.html' title='The Inferior&apos;s Shadow and The Superior&apos;s Mask'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-3566955535012575337</id><published>2007-10-19T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T19:08:46.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Figures'/><title type='text'>Soar’s Collection</title><content type='html'>*CURRENTLY IN CONSTRUCTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soar’s Collection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kotobukiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy Vii Play Arts&lt;br /&gt;Tifa Lockhart&lt;br /&gt;Aerith Gainsborough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy xii Play Arts&lt;br /&gt;Gabranth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to own&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy x Play Arts&lt;br /&gt;Tidus&lt;br /&gt;Yuna&lt;br /&gt;But I gave them up for ‘adoption’. The color on them especially Tidus faded and some part of him even darkened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Square-Enix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy Mini Trading Arts vol.1&lt;br /&gt;Cloud(ff7), Rinoa(ff8),Yuna(ffx-2), Vaan and Penelo(ff12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy Mini Trading Arts vol.2&lt;br /&gt;Tifa(ff7), Squall(ff8), Auron(ffx), Ashe and Basch(ff12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone Strap&lt;br /&gt;Moogle&lt;br /&gt;Tonberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy vii potion batch 2&lt;br /&gt;Tifa, Cloud, Sephiroth, Rufus and Turks, Zack, Red xiii and Cait Sith, Vincent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy vii Advent Pieces Limited&lt;br /&gt;Non-Scale models-Cloud and Fenrir&lt;br /&gt;Keychain Serial no.&lt;br /&gt;T-shirt&lt;br /&gt;Cap in tin&lt;br /&gt;DVDs Advent Children Movie and Last Order&lt;br /&gt;Advent Children Script replica&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy vii International ps1 game(Jap) with stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;Bandai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gashapon&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy vii Advent Children&lt;br /&gt;Cloud, Tifa, Kadaj, Loz, Yazoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Alter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate/Zero-Saber&lt;br /&gt;Persona 3 Mitusru Kirijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Smile Company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuraki Series&lt;br /&gt;Akatsuki Michiro&lt;br /&gt;Ryu Mei fung&lt;br /&gt;Char Rhouseman&lt;br /&gt;Needa&lt;br /&gt;Rize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate/Hollow Ataraxia&lt;br /&gt;Mini Trading Arts vol.1&lt;br /&gt;Saber, Shiro Emiya, Caren, Avenger, Illya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-3566955535012575337?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/3566955535012575337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/3566955535012575337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/10/about.html' title='Soar’s Collection'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-7500147950516432805</id><published>2007-10-19T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T16:30:01.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Crap</title><content type='html'>Welcome! This is the place where you can crap all you want while listen to some musics and... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c47/Sinkales/16hnuw1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ...or you will end up like him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose your music and start your chat now!&lt;br /&gt;If you think there are some other song that you wann listen too please PM me and tell me where to get the song and i will download it and put them on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both! important; WIDTH: 300px! important; HEIGHT: 210px; important: "&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed align="null" src="http://www.spotdj.com/playlistplayer.swf" width="300" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" wmode="transparent" salign="null" allownetworking="all" flashvars="mixXML=a3d561b35ae06cff&amp;amp;prefix=www"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center! 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Please email me if you guys has new links or resume blogging again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Inside Malaysia Inside School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U6A/2007 Classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/chiniki&amp;article_id=16812610/"&gt;AwYong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://handsomepig17.blogspot.com/"&gt;ZhenLin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/mrhon/"&gt;HonHoong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5P1/2005 Classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://sufentan88.blogspot.com/"&gt;SuFen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://yhengchua.blogspot.com/"&gt;YouHeng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://destination-erinwho.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovewei918.blogspot.com/"&gt;SuWei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://jweitang.blogspot.com/"&gt;JyyWei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://shengkai.wordpress.com/"&gt;ShengKai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://limjie.blogspot.com/"&gt;LiangJie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/ladyzhen/"&gt;RuZhen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/aiwei"&gt;AiWei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://xx2lleenngg.multiply.com/"&gt;XiangLeng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://wwaiseng.blogspot.com/"&gt;WaiSeng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ex-Schoolmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.i-see-you-jr.blogspot.com/"&gt;JiaRou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://twiart.blogspot.com/"&gt;YeeWei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;(dead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://sixthartzchs.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Sixth Artz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside School Inside Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mysubliminalverses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Johnathan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://smallcoffeehouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sifu Yen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Outside Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will add later... i think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Ads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript'&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "079abc3f48839d070b069887236d2a70";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad.nuffnang.com.my/adsprovider/k.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--nuffnang--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-7147340735874569898?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/7147340735874569898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/7147340735874569898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/10/links.html' title='Links'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-419574176650338465</id><published>2007-10-07T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T20:42:13.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Achieves from the past'/><title type='text'>Let Go (Self Version) Grand Finale</title><content type='html'>Below is one of my prized experiences from the past that i MUST post them in this blog, even if they are kinda old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted on 3/20/06 on my old blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4391/2038/1600/pp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4391/2038/320/pp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; The fat guy with glasses is the PP Teoh which i was talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My treat to all my 'loyal' readers out there, thanks for your comments and support! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;____________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Quotation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Nothing is certain&lt;/span&gt; but death and taxes. ~ Benjamin Franklin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The idiot is relentless, the idiot never rests, always on the prowl. I mean, you're just walking down the street, minding your own business, when you turn a corner and bam! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;An idiot right in your face.&lt;/span&gt; ~ Jorge F. Guiti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-419574176650338465?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/419574176650338465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=419574176650338465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/419574176650338465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/419574176650338465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2006/03/let-go-self-version-grand-finale.html' title='Let Go (Self Version) Grand Finale'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-2150215785092034285</id><published>2007-10-06T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T20:41:22.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Achieves from the past'/><title type='text'>Let Go (Self Version) Part 5</title><content type='html'>Below is one of my prized experiences from the past that i MUST post them in this blog, even if they are kinda old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted on 3/17/06 on my old blog&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i hope i can finish the story in this post, I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; real &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;tired &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;keep&lt;/span&gt; this thing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; and on and on. Plus i got a job to do, SuWei's gone for holiday and i gotta &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;replace&lt;/span&gt; her &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;temporary full time sales assistant&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Not having enough sleep&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day working in Travel Style, i had trouble finding the tiny outlet. Anyway, i finally gotta see SuWei after 3 months isolation in home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a amateur I was a total blur queen not knowing what to do. SuWei did most of the things such as cleaning and dealing with the Customers. Luckily, Monday is a slow and quiet day in One Utama Shopping Mall. I don't have much trouble there though i also didn't learn much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning the shop, SuWei and i started a conversation about PP. And Then , i realized. Not 99% of what he said to me in untrue, instead 99.99999999% is UNTRUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What The Heck?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that i once wrote that PP told me that he had working in this outlet for a few weeks, his salary was RM1500 and even Datin came? All those were Lies, just pure Lies. He just started working in that outlet since Tuesday, he was just a amateur, how could boss gave him so much even Suwei only gets Rm1100 per month! And he worked there for MONTHS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BuLL SHiT!&lt;br /&gt;(For more Refer &lt;a href="http://ff7seeker.blogspot.com/2006/02/let-go-self-version-part-3_28.html"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more we chat about him the luckier and angrier i felt, I felt lucky cause i didn't agree to be his IGNORANT GIRL FRIEND, i felt angry cause, only 0.00000001% of what he said was true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NooN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few hours of total daydreaming and talking crap, a middle age guy carrying a worn out backpack holding a newspaper came into our outlet. At 1st, he looked suspicious (the 1st impression he gave was he's a SAMSENG), he kept asking things about PP, SuWei and I just gave each other a glare not sure what should we reply to him. Fearing that this could mean big trouble to ourselves and the outlet, we gathered our courage and asked him, "Who are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held out a card with him name on it along with a One Utama Logo on in. "I'm the Head Security of this Shopping Mall. I received some reports about PP showing up in this Place, and i heard that he was working here, so i came to check."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you wanna check on him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I received many reports about him kept borrowing money from staffs in this Mall. And he even made false reports about him being robbed in this mall."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, i see,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyway do you have his phone number?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, we have but the number connects to his father not him,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hmm....i see, does he ever appears in this area again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"as far as we know, No"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".............thanks anyway,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting the let go the chance to claim back my money and umbrella, i quick called a halt to the guy and told him all about my experience with PP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm... i see, ok then if we had any news about him we'll call you," and then he left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us stared at each other for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..................."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..................."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later, that Head of Security came again. This time with a news about PP. "We finally caught that boy,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? That was fast, how you did it?" i asked out of curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I has my own way, " he grinned with confidence and secrecy. "Anyway, i would like you to come and gave us a simple report about how he cheated on you, so i 'm here to bring you to our office,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? Really? You guys has a office here in One Utama?" SuWei gave me a look. I know i sounded like a kampung girl, but i can't help it, i never knew that they HAD A OFFICE, and i never see it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhahahahaha.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that guy brought me to the office and then i realised, that their office was located in the Old Wing at the 4th floor. Oh I see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had to type some sort of password in order to enter the office. Whoa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the office, i saw that DREADED PP looking so ever 'innocent' just like that 1st time i saw him sitting on a chair facing a guy ( i assumed him as a security) with him big head bowed down. As i entered the office, he looked surprised as he saw me. I immediately gave him a 鬼脸.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JERK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There approximately 5 securities in that office. They made fun of him as they saw me, "What? You even cheated a girl? Whoa, what a guy you are!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hahahahahaha........." they laughed. PP bowed his head even lower than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PADAN MUKA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Head of security then handed a piece of paper for me to file my report and then i thought of something, "erm , excuse me mister, i wasn't being cheated in this mall, but in Sunway Pyramid, so can i just writing it down?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stared at me for like a minute, ".......... never mind, just write it down,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay...." I know I'm stupid. Laugh lar if you felt like laughing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 minutes of struggling how to write the report, i finally finished it. DAMN, this report is much easier than what i learnt in school....why do we learn those troubling report format for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to the topic, the head then started to escort me back to my working place. Before leaving i managed to gave PP another 鬼脸. He just stared at me as i left the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VICTORY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like i just gave him a hard stab in his chest. Happy, Happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i just went back to my outlet and told everything about SuWei. That was the last time i see that IDIOTIC JERK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still i could get him off my mind as i was wondering about what his 'punishment' might be....&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days Later, I was in MSN chatting and then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"HanFei?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Go AWAY!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Let me explain, I DIDN'T DO IT, and for that i was jailed for 2 days&lt;/em&gt;,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha, like i believe him. Do i looked like an idiot or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAILED? Go To HeLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yeah righT, anyway, i don't wanna talk to you anymore so...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GO AWAY" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GO AWAY"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i immediately i blocked him. Jerk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Fun! So this is how rejecting a guy feels like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i talked to him no more. Yet , i did not delete his address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause i forgotten about it until a week later....i accidentally saw his contact in my MSN, and you know what his nich name was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"~I had no one with me, i lost everything including 3 of my girl friends~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? He's a total jerk!&lt;br /&gt;This prompted me not to delete his contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few a days ago, i saw his new nickname, it was.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"~Me myself and Kei Kei~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember last time when he asked me to be his girlfriend his nickname was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"~Me myself, God and HanFei~"&lt;/em&gt; (cause he knew that i was a christian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa....&lt;br /&gt;He is sure fast to get another GIRLFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder who is the new victim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i went online, again. His nickname is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"~I love you Kei Kei~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all hope that the girl won't be cheated like i was. And Hopefully he won't cheated her till she have S*X with him.... I can't bear to imagine her doing that with him.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly he's really really an not GOOD LOOKING GUY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives me the chills.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cross my hand and prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span color="#ccccff" size="5"&gt;Yeay&lt;/span&gt;, I finally &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;finished&lt;/span&gt; this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;story&lt;/span&gt;. I can finally &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and Blog &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;in peace&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;But i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ain't gonna put his pic&lt;/span&gt; in this post &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Beg me&lt;/span&gt; and i'll post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting anxiously for your comments, again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-2150215785092034285?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/2150215785092034285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=2150215785092034285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2150215785092034285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2150215785092034285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2006/03/let-go-self-version-part-5.html' title='Let Go (Self Version) Part 5'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-2296187493270500522</id><published>2007-10-05T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T20:38:57.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Achieves from the past'/><title type='text'>Let Go (self Version) part 4</title><content type='html'>Below is one of my prized experiences from the past that i MUST post them in this blog, even if they are kinda old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted on 3/7/06 on my old blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt; guys, i promised some of you that I'll &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;finish&lt;/span&gt; this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;whole story&lt;/span&gt; in part3 but well, i guess i like to put to many descriptive words into my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sit down and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt; this&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shocking(?) background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about PP Teoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been more than 34 hours since i last heard from PP Teoh. He no longer online nor (thank God) or call me. Well, it's not like he has ever call me using my house phone nor my sister hand phone when we not 'dating'(?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, at least he was out of my dreams and sight. I was again blogging with Iced Feather and then, SuWei called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi HanFei, so how is PP?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erm...." i stammered while trying to find the right words to reply her, after all she was the one who introduced PP to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never mind this 1st, i got something important to tell ya,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? What is it?" i asked while my mind had another thought, PP did something stupid after i told him about my feelings? Such as committed suicide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha...he wouldn't do that. Just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It about PP..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?! Don't tell me it's true he really .......This stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I heard that he was being robbed while playing in the One Utama Shopping Mall's arcade along with a girl...and i thought the girl might be you, so i call you to have a check."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?" Ceh, it wasn't that serious as i thought it would be. Silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So...how is he?" "I don't know, but i heard that the girl with him had suffered some bone break while they were struggling with the robbers,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh i see," Luckily it wasn't me. Suddenly i felt that i was clever enough to refuse to go with him that often. Actually, after that Friday, i do not have any intention to go out with him any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So that's all?" I asked again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's one more thing i wanted to ask you,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it?" "Currently you're not working right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, so?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So my boss wanted me to ask you whether you want to work there with me as part time sales assistant?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? What about PP? I thought he's working there...." i was half surprised and half happy that i finally gonna get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it seems that he doesn't wanna work there anymore, so....how? Do you want it or not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course i want!" I exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So... when do i start working?" I don't need interview to have a job, lucky me. As you can see, i really suck at interview, i never pass an interview in my whole life including my life in secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Monday,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whoa, so fast?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, PP's no longer here, we don't have enough people to guard the shop," "Okay ,okay, then...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, then it's settled, bye HanFei,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, sure. Good Nite, SuWei," And then , i back to my blog. I couldn't stop hoping that PP would online, just for this time. Maybe because i thought i could get some juicy stories about him being robbed, again. (I know i'm evil, but hey, he's a total jerk. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Shocking?&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Not so shocking&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.....you'll know the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;aftermath&lt;/span&gt; ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;could finish&lt;/span&gt; this story in part 4 it seems that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;i can't&lt;/span&gt;. And I'm getting &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sorta lazy&lt;/span&gt; to continue this story....i should just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;stop here&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the whole thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;part 5&lt;/span&gt; is gonna be the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;finale of this story&lt;/span&gt;. (or maybe &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;part6....?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;So please do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bear with me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-2296187493270500522?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/2296187493270500522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=2296187493270500522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2296187493270500522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/2296187493270500522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_19.html' title='Let Go (self Version) part 4'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-835356504272885404</id><published>2007-10-04T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T20:39:43.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Achieves from the past'/><title type='text'>Let Go (self version) Part 3</title><content type='html'>Below is one of my prized experiences from the past that i MUST post them in this blog, even if they are kinda old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted on 2/28/06 on my old blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only manage to update this story once a week...&lt;br /&gt;So, sorry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus i just being tagged by &lt;a href="http://destination-erinwho.blogspot.com//"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt;, ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sigh~&lt;br /&gt;Got Lotsa stuff to update .....&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at Taman Paramount station' s bus stop for nearly an hour and still no sign of PP. My tummy was grumbling hard enough to be heard from outside and my patience was growing quite thin. If wasn't for that PP i would have be home by now with my tummy stuffed with foods. The more i thought of it the angrier i get, i felt like going home despite of my poor hunger-tortured tummy groaning sound, i saw the feeder bus (which i gonna get on if i wanted to get home) came back after going a big round to fetch some passengers to this station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient, patient.....i kept telling myself, i have things to settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, PP phoned for the second time that day. "Hello? HanFei? I'm now in the LRT and on my way to...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before he could finish his sentence, i was shouting at him at the other end of the phone, his call had really ignited my hidden anger, "What the heck!? You know how long i waited?! I'm so damn hungry! Whatever, just come quickly!" then i just ended the call. Sensing something weird, i looked around and saw people who was at the bus stop with me, was staring at me with a odd look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassed, i kept silent, bowed my head and waited for PP, quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes later, PP finally arrived and the bus feeder had just left. I watched him ran towards my direction as if i was watching a big dark lumpy slime making it's way to me. His clothe was the same as yesterday, seriously.... did he bath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crossed my arms and waited for him to speak. The 1st sentence he spoke to me was, "Sor sor-ry, sorry, sorry," while he grasped for some air. I did not reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you angry?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to anger I'm no longer the shy person i was 2 days ago, i did not felt any awkwardness , i shot back at him. "Do like look like I'm angry?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But it wasn't my fault, i kept telling the bus driver to drive faster but well, traffic jam..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah right, i thought you told me you missed the bus before that," sheesh, finding excuses, i thought. All because he was late and missed the bus and i had to pay the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, but....." he stammered. Hah! Can't find any other story to support this lame excuse? I ignored him and stared pacing my way to the nearby KFC restaurant. He quickly followed behind. "Please, don't be angry...."he plead. "smile for me, please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I 'm not angry!, I just no mood to smile!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please- lar......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever, just quickly finish our lunch so that i can finally go home!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? Why don't we have a walk....after lunch?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO way! I've been out for 2 days simultaneously! I just wanna go home!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then, when can i see you again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't know!" he started to piss me off again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What about like this," he had another bad idea in his mind again. "we'll meet each other once a week? So next week....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! i didn't agree to that! What about we meet twice..." i paused as i saw his excited look, "a month," he was disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twice a week? In his dreams, sucker! I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we arrived the destination. By that time, i was no longer angry nor in bad mood. Each of us ordered a fish burger set and then paid the waiter. Luckily this time, he brought his own money. We find a seat then started eating. Again, he continued to talk about his story such as his parents were out station, his friends loves to watch porn stuff and then the worst part, OUR FUTURE again. I continued to gave him a bored look as he spoke. He saw my bored look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He probably knew what i was thinking. Thus, he started talking mussy things again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know that when you smile, your smile was the sweetest smile in the world?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew........give me a break! I felt like puking all my food back out which i had just done sending them into my mouth. "Yeah right, whatever, anyway, i wanna go wash my hands," Quickly, i stood up and almost dashed my way to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stand any of these any longer, i must tell him what i feel about him. I went back to the seat. He wanted to continued that 'sweetest smile' topic again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"About the smile, i really mean it....." he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hahahahahaha......"i replied him with a made up laugh, and then i "I must tell you something,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seriously-lar, i don't have feeling for you, and i am not interested in relationships like these," i just said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, yeah....sure....but i'll wait for you...."he said softly in a disappointed tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, yeah,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he grinned, "but the problem is... will you be the same?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, please give me a break! Oh God! How can he not realised what i was trying to say?! Is his brain short-circut or is he purposely acted stupid again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave him a forceful smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i stood up starting to head towards the exit. "Huh? Leaving already? But i don't feel like going home...there's no one home...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ignored him. I made my way toward the LRT Station bus stop. Along the way, i told him about my nightmares ever since we met. I even described last night's dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Last night, i dreamt about you and me and some of my friends in some sort of tour, and i remember telling you something, " i paused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I 'll tell you but i hope you don't mind," last night dream those few sentences i muttered to him, i could still remember so vividly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, sure, just tell-lar,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, i told you that you're short, dark and fat," i said. Well, that was the truth. I was sorta amazed of my dream and the courage i had in that dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He forced a smile at me and said, "I don't mind, anyway, the feeder bus is leaving, are you going to get on it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course!" and i started to run my way to the bus while shouting ,"BYE!" at him. He waved at me as i watched as he slowly vanished from my sight. This was the last time i ever go out with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i arrived at my dearest house, i started online like a Internet and blog maniac would do, i kept online till 10, but, i see no sign of PP online, which was a good news. Somehow i had little worries that i had hurt his feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite of that, i still had a peaceful slumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! FINALLY I GOT A GOOD NITE SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD! I LOVE YOU GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...good nite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the ending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this really the ending, you all would think this as the worst ending you ever read.&lt;br /&gt;"What the heck!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahaha...........&lt;br /&gt;No, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;In part 4, some shocking truth about PP and his background will be unravel. Till then stay tune for 'LeT gO'.&lt;br /&gt;I know i had promised that part 3 is the end of this long story...but i don't have much time to do so...sorry again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, please leave some comments after reading. Maybe, i might consider to put his picture up..........hehehehehehee............who knows.........?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-835356504272885404?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/835356504272885404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=835356504272885404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/835356504272885404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/835356504272885404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-only-manage-to-update-this-story-once.html' title='Let Go (self version) Part 3'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-1513073820848225133</id><published>2007-10-03T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T20:35:49.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Achieves from the past'/><title type='text'>Let Go (Self Version) part 2</title><content type='html'>Below is one of my prized experiences from the past that i MUST post them in this blog, even if they are kinda old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted on 2/16/06 on my old blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to those who spent their time to read my article about my 'love experience'.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry for not updating this lovely blog for so long, I'm currently busy working as part time sales assistant with SuWei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, i had a very unpleasant dreams which kept me awake for some time during the night. In the next morning, my whole body was aching, just because i can't have a good night sleep. Now, i was already in the LRT, on my way to Kelana Jaya LRT Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only took 5 minutes to arrived the place. As the train, reached the place, i saw him standing at the platfrom waiting. He grinned as he saw me in the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Train door opened, and he entered the train while i looked at him, boringly. THen he and i found some seats to sit down. I opened my mouth and started to ask about yesterday's event. Shyly he asked me no to talk about the topic now, he wanted to discuss it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure," i replied awkwardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i changed topic and started talking about games, again. Not even once my eyes were set on him, i hate eyes contacts especially to someone i barely know. Even as we chat, my eyes were staring at the scenery outside the train as it moved. The more we talked the less stuff to talk, sometimes we even repeat the same conversations, and then, total silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Boring~&lt;br /&gt;Finally the train stopped. We had reached Masjid Jamek. I followed him as he lead me to the KTM station. After getting our tickets we enetred the station, we sat on one of the steel bench and waited for the train to come. And then, he started talking about yesterday inccident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So...how?' he asked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied, "i don't know about it..."for a girl who never had a boyfriend before, his offers were quite tempting. "I don't like to play around with relationship like this...." i was giving him polite warning about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm seriuos about it, real serious," he replied. "Do you know that last night, when i asked you to be my 'that one', " he was unwilling to say the 'G' word, whether he's shy or he's just fooling around i don't know, yet. "My hands were shaking as i waited for your reply....my parents and my sister asked me what happened....i didn't reply them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forced my smile a smile, again. Everytime he says things like this my only response was giving a forceful smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued as he spoke, ignoring my twisted emotion. "If my sister pass here and sees us then, this was fate...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT!?" i jumped up. "your sister will pass here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, well, often....." he answered softly loud enough to be heard only by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey!, I ain't your girl friend yet! And I MUST EMPHASIZE ON THIS!" i said or rather shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just kept silent. I starting to regret going out with him.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few seconds later, he started talking again. THis is where things started to get mussy which made me even disgusted and embarrass. He kept on talking things like, if your my girlfriend and stuff....mostly i no longer can can recall and i don't want to remember! Still, there is one creepy thing he told me....about his dream last night, which sent more chills down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know that last night, i had a dream...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? What dream?" The moment i said these words out, i knew i would regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dreamt that i became a famous games designer with you as my assistant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's a good thing, right? i asked in a uncertain manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You not only as my assistant but also......" he paused, looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?" I got a bad feeling about this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As my WxFx."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew.......i suddenly felt my belly was playing karate, disgusted, mussy and scary.....&lt;br /&gt;I forced another grin. The train finally came. I quickly went into the KTM, he followed behind.&lt;br /&gt;As the train moved, he continued to say mussy stuff. Come on, anyone who knows me knows that i hate mussy love dialogues. I even gave some signs to him hoping that he would just shut his mouth up. I don't know whether he's stupid enough to not understand my signs, or he just purposely ignores me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes he would just sings some english love songs when he and i had nothing to talk.....Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i am the type who couldn't voived my opinion that easily despite that i am a person who likes to critize others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There' one more stop where we had to take the bus to his school but i just skipped the desription about it, it's much or less like what happened in the KTM, all mussy stuff...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we arrived at his school. His school's names was Sri Sempurna Private School, that really shows me how a school size can really shrink. It's land was as big as my house, only that it was taller. The poeple there all thought that i was his girfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then , PP invites one of his teachers to a Mamat Stall just in front of his school to have a drnk. Along with me, of course. Both of them , just keep on talking while i just sat there silently drinking the nearly tasteless Milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what thay talked about?&lt;br /&gt;Below is a brief conversation which i can still recall from my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So how's your work?" the teacher asked as he ate his roti canai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Great, great, my salary was RM1500 per month, do you know that even Datin, wife of the Menteri Pedidikan came to our shop to buy luaggage too??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow...."the teacher and i was amazed. SuWei's shop was that popular? Hard to believe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He keep on talking about his stuff, and how his job was and how he was robbed in One Utama few day ago. His story was rather exaggerate, but we both or rather i believed what he said.&lt;br /&gt;THen, he asked for a leave, both of us had to chase for the feeder bus if we don't leave now, but the teacher was kind enough to give us a ride back to Bukit Jalil KTM station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then , blah....blah...blah......we are on our way to the Petronas Twin Towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehehehehe....you must be wondering how we got there? And why? Weren't we suppose to go back to each respective LRT station and then parted ways? After all, i dislike being with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, here the story goes, after we bid the teacher good bye, he asked me whether i wanna go to Petronas Twin Towers, of course i rejected him , but then , he pleaded me, saying that his parent's won't be home till 8p.m. Being a soft hearted girl i just agreed, but with one condition, i must go back to by 3.30p.m., so that was how we ended there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached that place, it was already 2.30p.m. The 1st place we visit was the Kinokuniya BookShop which was the only place we visited in that KLCC Suria. There, he showed me about books which teach you how to design a game. His explanation was rather useless as everything he explain was like show a picture from a game design book and said, "this is how."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useless, utter useless. Losing my interest i turned my sight to one of tha game strategies books followed by Comics and Mangas. When, it was 3.05 p.m. he asked me to have a stroll in the KLCC park. I just agreed. Quickly we made our way to the park and found a bench which located just beside the man-made lake and sat down. Then, he started to get all mussy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked about the future, OUR FUTURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;"If we married, so you want to have a girl or a boy?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Married?! NoWay! Over MY DEAD BODY!" I cried in my heart, yet in my mouth respond in a rather gentle manner. &lt;span color="#ff0000"&gt;(Explanation: Ther reason i didn't refuse to go out with him is because i thought he might be giving me a lesson on Game Designing, but i was too naive to think like that...) &lt;/span&gt;"Married? WHy do you ask this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just say'If', " he quickly explained. "Please just answer the question,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, okay, if you really insist, i thought, "A girl,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just like girls that's all,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But don't you think that if we had a girl and a boy, isn't that nice?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forced another grin and kept silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A boy can carried on our family name, "he continued. (Just a quick note, he's also a Teoh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued grinning while staring at the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Also, i don't want our daughter to marriy a Japanese guy,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?" What the heck?! He's now talking about 'our duagther's future'! Man, he is really a 'far-sighted' boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he just talked about the future of our family, i didn't really paid attention to his talk, i just kept on looking at my watch hoping that it would just be 3.30p.m. Finally, it was time. I quickly stood up and daseh my way to the LRT station. He just followed behind. On the way, before arriving the station i met someone from my secondary school , whom i forgot her name, and i gave a real hard slap on her shoulder as we just passed by. She jerked loudly which almost everyone who was there stared at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed so happily and that was the 1st time i really smiled with my heart that whole day. And then we got up to the LRT and headed for Paramount station. On the trian he offered to accompany me to my house. I immediately refused his "kind' offer. Let a guy whom i just know for 2 days to come to my house and loves to talk mussy craps? No way man. Still he insisted to accompany me at the Paramount Station Bus stop till the bus arrived. I sighed. "You wanna accompany, accompany lar,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was started to wory that he would say another mussy things again, luckily i met an old friend of mine named Cheah SuYi , she was on her way home as she had just finished her studies at College Tunku Abdul Rahman. With her around , i thought that he would just shut his mouth up as both of us talked about our old days in school. But he wouldn't whenever we talked about something atht isn't related to him , he would still interrupt our conversation. I felt like slapping him at the face but i couldn't, after all i just know him for like a a few days. Me and Suyi just lauhed awkwardly at him lame unrelated jokes. (or was it a joke?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i arrived at the Paramount Station, i bid SuYi a sweet and funny good bye and just got off the Train and headed to the Bus Stop without waiting for PP. He followed behind. Luckily the bus was there already, but without the driver, so i had to wait for that driver only then i can get in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm hungry," he suddenly spoke out. Quietly i sighed, and handed a Ringgit to him for him to buy a Nasi Lemak just beside the Bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked about stuff related to him, which was boring. And then, i ask his name. "How do you wtite you name in chinese?" I gave a pen and a piece of paper found in my bag to him and ley him write. Due to the fact that he was an english educated chinese, he can't write his name well in chinese characters. THe meaning of his name was something like this, Scenic Flow(?). Well, whatever, just for pass time. And then , he asked me out again, oh God! Of course i rejected him, i had been going out away from my dearest home two days simultaneously, and i dislike being with him, with him around i can't even relax a second. His words are giving goosebumps to my skin. Again, he pleaded me. I sighed and agreed. Maybe i could just tell him the way i felt about him ,and shut him from giving me those mussy love and creepy dialogues, tommorow, for now i still have not yet got the gut to tell him the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the bus driver got into the bus. I quickly say good bye to him and jumped into the bus. Just can't wait to get way from him. The bus started to move, i saw he waved at me as he slowly vanished from my sight. Thank God! He's finally out of my view and i do not need to listen to him mussy words again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night , while i was again 'blogging', he wasn't there to bug me!&lt;br /&gt;Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why? Because he wasn't online!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahaha.............lame, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i still continued to have nightmares, that night. This time, the dream was tormenting, i was dreaming that i was engaged to him(?) ! NOoooooooooo.............still, before the the dreams ends i dreamt that i managed to shout some sentences to him, which in the end the dream ended just what i hoped it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what did i say to him?&lt;br /&gt;I know most of you guys already guest the answer......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span color="#ffff99"&gt;(And aunt. who is definitely be reading this article....i know that you gonna lecturing about things like this, again....and i know i don't have the right to object.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then please stay tune for my next episode of 'Let Go'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-1513073820848225133?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/1513073820848225133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=1513073820848225133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/1513073820848225133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/1513073820848225133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/10/let-go-self-version-part-2.html' title='Let Go (Self Version) part 2'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-6173510772606317504</id><published>2007-10-02T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T20:34:43.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Achieves from the past'/><title type='text'>Let Go (Self Version including a tour to pyramid) part 1</title><content type='html'>Below is one of my prized experiences from the past that i MUST post them in this blog, even if they are kinda old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted on 2/12/06 on my old blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another version of the Story of 'Let Go' retold in my point of view. ( For those who hadn't notice the 1st version of 'Let Go' s SHE was me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 11.25 p.m. and i was busy "blogging" with my dearest Blog, Iced Feather. All of a sudden, my house phone rang, it was from my long time no see nor chat friend, SuWei. I was curious of her call as i picked up the phone and started to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?" I asked."Hi, HanFei, it's me, Suwei,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OoO, long time no chat," i grinned "why did you call anyway?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had a colleague in my working place who designs various games for a company in Japan, i knew that you are also interested in games, so i thought i might give you a call and give him is MSN address to chat with him," she quickly explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trilled with reply, i instantly jotted down that fella's MSN address. And with the speed of time i zoomed back to my computer and added him in my contact, waiting anxiously for him to get online. Some minutes later, that guy finally was online, immediately, i said hi to him and get straight to the point, and then the guy just simply ask me to him with SuWei on this Friday. I agreed without hesitation, knowing that SuWei will be there and there's nothing to be afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't recall how, but somehow i told him that i was going out with my ex-classmates(Lekong, XianLong and HonKiat) the next day, to Pyramid's Red Box to have a great time . He wanted to join us, i knew this would be weird but i did not hesitate to agree to let him join, even if he was really one of those sex maniac which commonly could find anywhere, i had my friends with me.To Recognise each other, we each sent our own pictures to one another. And then, i simply just shut down my computer and to went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the destination 5 minutes before 12 and was waiting at the Main Gate. Few minutes later, Lekong arrived followed by HonKiat. And then, i saw that guy whom i met during online chat,(which I'll named him as PP) he was dark with the height almost same as mine and was wearing glasses. He came forward and said hi to me and thus i introduced him to my friends. Then, i started to talk to PP, he told many interesting stuff about his game design(which is unrelated about how to create a game) I felt weird but after all he knows many things about game design which i don't, and maybe he might be my mentor. The more we chat the more trill i was. Finally, 15minutes later, XianLong arrived. So we started our little walk by visiting Delicious Kitchen where ShengKai and YouHeng are working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we lost during that process. Imagine, 5 people get lost in Pyramid, that's stupid. Hahahahahahaha........Only blur people like us will get lost! In class, me, XianLong and Lekong with HonKiat were one of the blur case type of people in our class, 5p1, this is was so nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we found our way to the Delicious Kitchen. There we saw YouHeng and ShengKai standing there as if they were daydreaming. It took a few seconds for them realized we were there at the entrance. YouHeng Came forward and told us that "the food here sucks, don't eat here" still, we entered the restaurant. To be honest, that place was so empty, empty in the sense that there so few customers. We ordered our lunch and started teasing them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun! Hahahahahahaha........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the guy named PP, the more we talked to less topic was left to talk about, the more awkward i felt. Both of us was following the others shadows as we were far behind, somehow i think It had left some deceiving impression on SOME of my ex-classmates about me with that PP fella.(example, XianLong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.30p.m.&lt;br /&gt;We had our lunch, bidding good bye to YouHeng and ShengKai, we head towards Red Box. The price was RM18++ per person! Walau, it was expensive for a person who hasn't start working like me, HonKiat and Lekong.PP was lucky that he had his Library card with him so he just had to pay RM7++( student price) Still, we registered for a room. The receptionist asked us to be back by 2. Thus, we decided to go to the arcade to have some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to the arcade, we saw a Merry Go Round Horse Ride for kids, joking, some one suggest ridding it. All of us joined that play, we laughed as we gathered coins to put into that childish machinery. And then it started moving, we had took our joke too far, immediately, me and Honkiat, ran away that moving Merry Go Round which no one was on it. Felt funny and embarrassed. Lekong and PP not wanting to waste the 2 Ringgit sat on two of the three horses while Xianlong was standing beside them as he watched them ride that machinery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Honkiat were laughing our breathe out as we stood in a hidden corner watching those two ridding that merry go round, having their childhood flashbacks. Luckily there wasn't many people passing by, but there was a girl, who passed by she stopped for a split second and walked away with a grin hanging on her pretty face. Sadly, none of we there had a camera with us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later, it stopped, those two idiots immediately jumped down from the Merry Go Round and walked towards us who still haven't recovered from the event. All of us laughed as we made our way to the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, we played some less expensive and economic games.(which there's nothing interesting stuff to talk about.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2p.m.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Red Box. HonKiat suggested that we also can use our last year Chinese Language Society membership card to get a cheaper price. I don't whether this is a good thing or a 'sweat' thing to say, the receptionist accept that card as there were 2 crucial word on the card, High School. So that's how, me and HonKiat get a student price(RM7++).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a 3 whole hours kept singing till we almost lost our voices. It doesn't matter whether we know that song or not, we just keep on singing. And i, most of the time drifter from the original notes and we ended our happy hour with &lt;a title="点击试听" href="javascript:playit("&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;劲歌金曲&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . Oh yeah, during that time PP kept asking me to sing with him, (it's sorta like a hint....) which gave another impression to my other fellow friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5p.m.&lt;br /&gt;we left the room and paid for our happy times, which the total amount was somewhere 90 Ringgit. Phew, that is expensive......As a result of being a member of Red Box, XianLong received six box drinks of Soy bean. He kindly distributed to us and then we parted ways. It was time for Lekong and Honkiat to go back where as i and PP followed XianLong to the Cyber Cafe to continued our fun,after all XianLong was the one who will be providing transport for me to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grinned evilly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, online games are boring, i rather go home and play my ps2. So, PP introduced a game called for me to play, he even signed up for me and taught me how to play that game. Feel something weird is on? i was still unaware of that. Eventually, i still get bored with game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Boring~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, PP suggested that me and him go to the Mamat Stall for a drink, i agreed. (At that time XianLong was too obsesses with warcaft online) We ordered roti canai and had another talk. The weird things were he kept talking something that related to love and girl friends sort of stuff which me felt.....odd...while i still emphasizing on wanting him to be my mentor to teach me more stuffs and we never even once really talked about how to make a game...he always just bring the topic away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to meet XianLong at the bus stop located on the other side of the Pyramid. I was so pissed off by XianLong, he said that after Mamat stall, we meet back in the Cyber Cafe, but he just dumped me with that PP to walk all the way to the bus stop. We or rather i, quickly made our way there. Then PP asked me and XianLong whether XianLong could send him back to Kelana Jaya LRT Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh? Kelana Jaya LRT station? That far? To begin with, to send him to any nearby LRT Station wasn't even right. Along our way back to Me and Xianlong town, Sungai Way, there not even a LRT station. Anyway, XianLong said that he gotta ask his parents 1st. Which means, Yes.So we waited for like 30 minutes and then our transport arrived. So, we head for home(?), along the way, PP ask me whether i'm busy tomorrow, i replied no then he ask me to visit his school tomoorow(?), weird huh? I don't know what got into me, i just agreed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;i was with done my bath so , i went online.The guy, PP was there already, he automatically say hi to me, so i just reply him, while we chat halfway, he told me something weird, creepy and spooky which made me couldn't  have a good night sleep for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what it is?&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to be HIS GIRL FRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;Oh My GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i was happy to know that i was at least 'attractive' to some people and not a total loser which made a guy to like me(?) yet, i hesitated. For a few minutes my only reply to him in that MSN chat was "Huh?" And then, finally came to my sense and answered him, "let me consider it 1st, tomorrow I'll give you the answer" and then quickly and swiftly, i just bid and lightning goodbye to him and just went offline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, i had some unpleasant dreams....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continue.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eager to know what is going to happen 'tomorrow' ? Then, stay tune for "Let Go" part 2.&lt;br /&gt;And please do comment as you wait for the next episode.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-6173510772606317504?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/6173510772606317504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=6173510772606317504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/6173510772606317504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/6173510772606317504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/10/let-go-self-version-including-tour-to.html' title='Let Go (Self Version including a tour to pyramid) part 1'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-5472065444543480786</id><published>2007-10-01T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T20:40:16.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Achieves from the past'/><title type='text'>Let Go</title><content type='html'>Below is one of my prized experiences from the past that i MUST post them in this blog, even if they are kinda old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted on 2/11/06 on my old blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Introduction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4391/2038/1600/leygo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some days ago, she had been having the most unpleasant nightmares which forced her to kept awake for a very long time during the night. It all started when a particular event happen to her on Wednesday night while she was chatting online with some friends of her. She knew she had to put a stop to this or she will never have a peaceful slumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, yesterday, she gathered some of her courage (plus some anger), and did something which she thought was the best way to have a good night sleep, though it might be an mean act to some but to her, it was a true releasement from the nightmare prison. Then, that night, she indeed had the most peaceful slumber in this whole tormenting week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened back then? What did she did to release from being tormented? Perhaps only God , she, and some other people who involved in such matters will understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience." ~ William Shakespeare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-5472065444543480786?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/5472065444543480786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=5472065444543480786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/5472065444543480786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/5472065444543480786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2006/02/let-go.html' title='Let Go'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1325160437340284062.post-1412901541135308261</id><published>2007-10-01T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T16:15:48.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute</title><content type='html'>Aqua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appeared in Kingdom Hearts Birth By Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c47/Sinkales/aqua.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naminé &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appeared in Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories, Kingdom Hearts II,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c47/Sinkales/nanime.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c47/Sinkales/roxas--nanime.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appeared in Kingdom Hearts II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashelia B'nargin Dalmasca&lt;br /&gt;Appeared in Final Fantasy Xii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tifa Lockhart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aerith GAinborough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1325160437340284062-1412901541135308261?l=judgehanfei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/feeds/1412901541135308261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1325160437340284062&amp;postID=1412901541135308261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/1412901541135308261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1325160437340284062/posts/default/1412901541135308261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judgehanfei.blogspot.com/2007/01/tribute.html' title='Tribute'/><author><name>Han Fei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553903228354400012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkWe0jFHvsE/S0P8e1ZZACI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lyk0A6diih4/S220/han-fei-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
